Once upon a time, there were slow ones and urgent ones. Coincidentally, they are a pair of grandparents.

Chucky didn't like to stay around Chucky since he was a child, because Chucky always wanted to help Chucky do many things. But fortunately, I really can't bear the temper of "supporting the elderly". With the education level of junior high school students, I got the accounting certificate in a very short time. This is what I admire very much. You know, it's even difficult to get a driver's license in a winter vacation.

Of course, there will be a day of "forced retirement"-the small factory where she works has been annexed, and naturally she is not needed as an old cashier.

But the hurried pace of life is not willing to slow down. In her own words, it is-"When I am free, I can't sleep at three or four in the middle of the night because I am too idle during the day."

In this way, only young players are left in the anxious life. Cooking breakfast and lunch for them, as long as every meal that the daughter-in-law can't take care of is her goal, and even her grandchildren who are about to get married are also her care scope. She slowly thought that anxiety had lost her life.

So, slow and ungrateful-nineteen years of extremely independent life made her refuse anyone to interfere in her life casually. I hate being slow when wearing a sweater in bed. Someone leans against the door frame and asks for breakfast recipes. I hate eating recipes kept by others. I slowly thought, since I am not a princess, who should I "serve"?

A slow man is small, but his ideas are not small at all. Half of the reasons for the slow winter vacation and getting up late are to go out early to make lunch for the eldest son who works at night or take care of his mother. Even she doesn't know whether she is a freshman or not, and she loves living independently, and she is becoming more and more able to make up her own mind, and her temper is getting bigger and bigger-she hates being asked what she did, ate and wanted to do today. No matter what their starting point is, they should be willful. However, the waywardness of older children can only be done at home.

One day, the winter vacation is coming to an end, perhaps because I am slow to talk to myself, and I am yelled at for knowing that I have to go to school early.

He didn't even make up his mind whether to catch the bus to school in the heavy rain. When he swallowed his last bite of breakfast, he vowed to tell him categorically: "I have decided, I must send you to school." After that, Jiwoo hoo really started running around, chanting, "How can you take so many things for a girl in such a heavy rain ..." Before Jiwoo hoo turned her dull brain around, Ji Woohoo put on a dark green down jacket and packed her little carry-on bag. "Oh, my mother will send me!" Slow doesn't like grandma to send her to college. She wouldn't even let her send it to her mother if there weren't too many things. Slow is good at fighting everything by himself. But the slow protest was ineffective, as if infected by the hasty atmosphere, and slowly began to tidy up the suitcase. Actually, you can go to school tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Although I'm a little slow-witted, I'm still considering whether to postpone my trip until tomorrow. After all, it's raining so hard ...

I packed all kinds of things into my suitcase in a hurry, and I packed all the things that took me half a day to pack in an hour. I was so anxious that someone would rob her of her job that I didn't even give time to comb my hair slowly. I'm really anxious. When I was walking on the road, a 19-year-old boy couldn't keep up with her 70-year-old man. The distance between them was always five or six meters.

The long bus journey can be broken, which also lets Hou Ji know what kind of journey Hou Ji has been trying to support, which also lets Hou Ji know that she is also a little princess.

In the bedroom, when I wanted something high enough, I screamed and waved very generously and said, "I'll do it. I'm taller than you." I smiled slowly. When I stood in the chair and bowed my head, I found that my grandmother had no impression.

? "Be kind to everyone who treats us like princes and princesses. Because they are old. " Although I think so, I am still stubborn.

I'm Ye Yue, a woman who accidentally lost her reins.