Wang Lin shouted inside: "Zhang Xiaowan! Zhang Xiaowan! Come out!"

Tang Yumei became alert and looked at Wang Lin with vigilant eyes: "Who are you? Who are you? What do you want from my daughter? I warn you, my daughter is still young and cannot fall in love!"

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said: "I don't want to fall in love with your daughter. She is still a child. How can she fall in love?"

At this time, Wang Lin's eyes lit up, and a girl with bright eyes and white teeth came out.

She is wearing a white jacket and jeans, fresh and no makeup, and her long hair as thick as seaweed gives her an innocent and tender atmosphere. She is seventeen years old, tall and lithe, and her words and deeds are dignified and elegant. Her hair is as black as lacquer, and her skin is like

Jade, with beautiful eyes, reveals an indescribable girlish charm between her frown and smile. She is like a lilac flower in bud, beautiful but not seductive, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming and unparalleled.

It's her!

The girl who once took the self-study exam in the same examination room as Wang Lin.

Wang Lin also lent her a pen.

Later, when Wang Lin went to get the certificate, he met her again.

She made sure to return the pen to Wang Lin and asked him for his home address, but Wang Lin did not give it to her, only a business card.

The business card has Wang Lin’s company and name.

But Wang Lin didn't know her name at that time, and she didn't come to Wang Lin's company to return the pen.

As she said, when Wang Lin was at work, she had to go to school. When she was on vacation, Wang Lin was also on vacation. It was difficult for her and Wang Lin to see each other.

"Hey! It's you! Brother Wang Lin!" A playful and surprised smile appeared on Zhang Xiaowan's beautiful face, with two shallow dimples that made people mesmerized.

This innocent little girl still remembers Wang Lin.

When Tang Jixian handed the photo to Wang Lin, he recognized the little girl.

He really didn't expect that a girl he met accidentally would be Tang Jixian's granddaughter?

Two unintentional encounters gave Wang Lin the opportunity to get close to Zhang Xiaowan.

When she heard that her daughter knew this man and knew his name, Tang Yumei was surprised and said, "Do you really know each other?"

Zhang Xiaowan gently tugged her hair at the temples and smiled slightly: "Mom, he is the big brother who lent me the pen."

"Oh! It's him!" Tang Yumei said with a smile, "Comrade Wang Lin, right? Come inside and sit for a while!"

Can you enter the house now?

Of course Wang Lin said yes.

Wasn't he just trying to get acquainted with these two women by turning so many corners?

Of course, he didn't have any malicious intentions, he just wanted to fulfill an old man's instructions before his death.

Only when you walk into the alleys can you begin to see the real life of Shencheng people. The commercial streets are bright and bustling, and you can only see the lives of decent people. Shencheng people love face, so when walking in shops, restaurants, bars, and parks,

Everyone looks well-fed and well-fed, but things are different in the alley.

In the entire Shanghai, more than half of the residences are alleys, and the vast majority of Shanghai residents live in various alleys.

People in Shencheng are artists of life, and they are best at doing monasteries in snail shells. Everyone can do complex things in a narrow and simple place.

In a place like this, you can hold an oil-paper umbrella, wander in the long and lonely rainy alley, and meet a girl who is as sad as a lilac.

Wang Lin walked into Zhang Xiaowan's room. Because it was a room on the first floor, it was a bit dark.

What caught his eye was a wooden bed with high pillars, without a curtain, and a straw mat. There were several floral handkerchiefs hanging on the bed rails. There was a broken thermos bottle on the table, and the bottle cover was covered with lake-colored porcelain.

Rinse the bowl.

Home-made dried vegetables and freshly bought soybeans are drying on the small balcony. Under the window of the shady north pavilion, homemade bacon marinated with good fresh meat and peppered with pepper are hung, and covered with a piece of oil paper.

To prevent it from raining, it rustled in the wind. On the window sill, a broken washbasin was used to grow gemstone flowers that were not afraid of the cold.

"Sit down!" Zhang Xiaowan moved a bamboo chair and placed it next to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin hummed and sat down.

Unexpectedly, the chair was much shorter than he expected, and his body was heavy. There was a clanking sound, and it felt like the four legs of the bamboo chair were about to fall apart when he sat on it.

Zhang Xiaowan chuckled: "How did you find my home?"

Wang Lin said: "That's how I found him."

Zhang Xiaowan said: "I went to your company to find you twice, but I never saw your face."

"Oh!" Wang Lin thought to himself, my working time is indeed very short, let alone you come on the weekend, even if you come to me during the weekdays, you may not be able to see my face.

Tang Yumei put down her guard against Wang Lin and became enthusiastic, saying, "Xiao Wan, greet the guest and give him a glass of water. I'll go to the intersection to buy some food."

Wang Lin said quickly: "You're welcome, I won't stay for dinner."

Tang Yumei said: "If you don't eat, doesn't it mean we won't eat either? I don't want to keep you eating!"

Wang Lin smiled awkwardly.

Tang Yumei took out a purse from the drawer and went out.

Zhang Xiaowan smiled shyly, turned around, walked to the bed, bent down, and opened the pillow.

When she bent down, the clothes on her body were pulled up, revealing a plump, snow-white girl's waist.

Wang Lin moved his eyes and saw the graceful curves of her butt and legs outlined by her cotton pants.

The little girl took out a pen from under the pillow, turned around and handed it to Wang Lin: "I was afraid of losing it, so I kept it under my pillow! Give it back to you."

"I'm not here to ask for a pen!" Wang Lin smiled awkwardly, "I told you, I gave this pen to you."

"I can't just ask for your things." Zhang Xiaowan smiled, showing clean white teeth and big watery eyes, as clear as Tianchi water.

Wang Lin thought to himself that her character was as stubborn as her mother's. She didn't want a penny from others, nor did she want a billion in alms from others!

He was about to reach out and take the pen, but he saw her shrink her hand, take the pen back, and exclaimed: "Oh, what's going on?"

Wang Lin asked: "What's wrong?"

"This one is broken!" Zhang Xiaowan looked anxious, "Look, this one is really broken."

She took a step forward and got closer to Wang Lin so that he could see clearly the broken pen in her hand.

The pen was indeed cracked from the middle! But there was still a section inside that was connected together, so it was not broken into two pieces.

Zhang Xiaowan was so anxious that she almost cried: "This deal has always been fine! How could this happen? I've never fallen before!"

Wang Lin smiled and said: "It's okay, if it breaks, it will break. I really have many pens."

"I'm sorry, I don't know how it was broken. How about this? I'll repair it and return it to you."

"Uh-I'm really not here to ask for a pen." Wang Lin smiled and said, "Can you put down the pen and let's chat?"

Two red clouds flew up on Zhang Xiaowan's face: "Are you here to chat with me?"

Wang Lin had nothing to say, so he asked knowingly: "Where is your dad?"

Zhang Xiaowan's bright face suddenly darkened: "My father has passed away a long time ago."

Wang Lin saw a black and white photo hanging on a wall. It was a photo of a young man, who was probably Zhang Xiaowan's father.

"Where does your mother work?" Wang Lin asked again.

"I work in a garment factory down the street."

"Garment factory? Is it profitable?"

"I don't know." The little girl looked at the pen in her hand with an innocent face and was puzzled. How did this pen break?

Wang Lin asked again: "Which school do you go to?"

"I'm in Shanghai Commercial Accounting School. I'm studying in a technical secondary school."

"It was a good school. It was the earliest vocational education base in my country. Before liberation, it was called China Vocational School. After liberation, it was renamed Huguang Vocational School. Later, it was renamed Commercial Accounting School."

"How do you know so much? I went to school there and I didn't even know." Zhang Xiaowan's attention was finally drawn back by Wang Lin's conversation.

Wang Lindao: "Our company has gone to your school to recruit people, and I know about your school."

"Yes, you are a worker of Aixiu Group. Many of our classmates said that it would be the best if you can work in Aixiu Group after graduation."

"Do you want to work in our company?"

"I think so! But this is not something I can get into just because I want to. Aixiu Group is a good company."

"How many more years do you have to study?"

"I will graduate in July this year."

"Then you can participate in the internship now."

“You have to find an acceptable unit before you can go for an internship.”

"How about coming to our company?"

"Can you introduce me to Aixiu Group?"

"Okay! Do you still have the business card I left for you?"

"Yes. I put it in the drawer."
To be continued...