#Accidental#Xiaoming got up very early, because the air was relatively fresh in the morning, and there was no one to look for, he could go for a morning run without distraction. But this morning, when he got up, he realized that something was wrong because it was raining heavily. The most important thing was that he found that the windows were not closed, the clothes hanging on the balcony were all wet by the rain, there were many places where the dirt was splashed, and he didn't know how the dirt came from the tall building, but this happened. And the rain is still falling, I don't know when to stop. Xiaoming looked at the time, just in time to read the book. As for the dirty clothes, put them in the washing machine to wash them, and when they are dry, you can go to work. He threw his clothes into the washing machine and turned it on...
Xiaoming's book was reading vigorously, and suddenly the phone rang, and it turned out to be a call from the security guard of the community. On the phone, the security guard told Xiaoming that his washing machine "clanged" when it was dried, which had awakened many people in the dream. Everyone called the phone to the property management office, and the property management sent security guards to search for it, only to find that it was the sound of Xiaoming's washing machine. Xiaoming thought that this washing machine has been bought for 10 years, and it is strange that it does not ring. Thinking of this, he quickly turned off the washing machine, and when he opened the mobile phone, the WeChat group in the community had turned over the sky, and everyone was condemning the people who washed clothes for not having social morality, no moral conscience, and even some people said that it was ugly, and the most vicious curse was carried out on the people who washed clothes. As for the national curse, it was simply the lowest level of attack. Of course, some people expressed understanding, but the voice was too weak, and as soon as it was said, it was attacked by others, and no one dared to speak for Xiaoming anymore. Xiaoming wanted to apologize in the group, but seeing so many people rioting, he flinched. It was always uncomfortable in his heart, and there was a burning fire, and there was nowhere to extinguish it.
After the child got up, Xiaoming ate breakfast and sent him to the kindergarten. When I was in Guangchang, my grandmother sent my children to kindergarten, but this morning there was rain, xiaoming let my grandmother rest, and he wanted to drive the children. On rainy days, there are too many cars on the road, and the entrance of the kindergarten is even more chaotic into a pot of porridge, even if there is a traffic police uncle on the spot to direct the traffic, but it is still congested. Bob stop-and-go, stop-and-go. After walking for half an hour, he picked up the child and handed it to the teacher. A car suddenly rushed out of the side, Xiaoming quickly dodged, did not pay attention, fell to the ground, and his ass was immediately wet by the water on the ground. When Xiaoming got up from the ground, the car had already driven to the front, and he wanted to find the theory of the car. But seeing that the time was about to be late, he hurried to get into the car, but he always felt uncomfortable in his heart, pulled the door handle hard, who knew that the force was too strong, and actually pulled the door handle off. This time, Xiaoming felt even more angry, he put his hand on the steering wheel and pressed the horn a few times. The car hadn't started yet, but someone knocked on the window. He pressed the car window, and the policeman's uncle handed him a ticket expressionlessly...
Xiaoming looked at the time, calculated in his heart, just enough to go to work, first go back to change clothes. Xiaoming parked the car downstairs in the community, and when he was about to get out of the car, he saw his wife holding the hand of a strange man. The man took an umbrella for him and pulled open the car door. Xiaoming thought about it carefully, and the man seemed to be the old king next door. Xiaoming scolded a few words in his heart, and he seemed to understand the reason why his wife was becoming more and more cold to him. He called his wife, who told him he was working at work. Xiaoming told his wife that he had just seen her, right in the neighborhood. He thought his wife would explain it to him, but who knew that her wife told him that since they had all seen it, everyone would disperse.
Frustrated, Xiaoming rushed to the unit to see the time, it was already three minutes late, and the leader of menopause glared at him fiercely: "Haven't you said it many times?" To commute to work on time, to commute on time, is this a problem of style or a problem of thinking? This month's performance deduction is $200. After saying that, the boss twisted her water snake waist and immediately disappeared in front of his eyes.
Sitting at the computer, Xiaoming didn't have any thoughts about going to work. He thought about it, if it didn't rain, he wouldn't wash his clothes; if it didn't rain, he wouldn't send children and his ass wouldn't get wet; if his ass wasn't wet, he wouldn't go back to change clothes or see his wife; he wouldn't have been deducted from performance pay...
Xiaoming felt very desperate, I recruited who to provoke whom, is not the end of the heavy rain, this heavy rain can not go down? He spat hard on the ground: Fuck!