In the morning, Mrs. Lu accidentally twisted her lumbar muscle yesterday because she bent down to pick up things, so it was inconvenient to do housework. Manman rushed her mother to take care of the children in her house and do housework on behalf of her mother. This was the first time she cleaned the entire Lu family house alone, and even her parents' room, who had never had the chance to enter, opened the door and walked in.

When I twisted a rag to scrub my mother's dressing table, I saw Mr. Lin's antique dressing box of Qing Dynasty conspicuously on the left. It was obvious that Mrs. Lu liked the gifts her daughter and son-in-law gave her with her efforts. She was worried that she would be covered with dust, so she usually covered her head with a piece of silk cloth. On the right side of the dressing table, the new family photo frame was placed in the stand-up photo frame, which was taken before the New Year.

This family photo was washed out later, and Manman also had one. However, she didn't pay much attention to seeing herself at that time, and put it directly into the album. Now, when she wiped the dust on the photo rack glass, she inevitably looked at the expressions of a person in the photo. When she looked carefully, she was a little surprised. Why were her faces like stiff stones, tightly tight, as if she was facing a great enemy. The eggplant smile that responded to the photographer's grinning was like a tense string.

Manman wiped the photo and thought to herself: No wonder everyone at home likes the Q-version family pictures she drew. The Lu family has a camera phobia in front of the camera, and it is very ugly when it comes to the photo. None of them likes to take pictures.

Even so, this is the first family photo of the whole staff. Manman carefully put the photo frame back on the dressing table. After wiping the table and chairs at the head of the bed, he went to the desk where his father, Commander Lu, usually worked in his room on the other side. A small desk that was quite narrow, seemed to be the study desk and chair in elementary school students' classrooms, was both simple. There were several books that Commander Lu liked to read and a small radio of a long time ago. I heard from my mother that my father only liked to listen to radios for a long time, and his hobbies have been passed down to this day. In the eyes of Commander Lu, he is not as good as such a small radio.

The reason why Commander Lu is stubborn is simple: nostalgia.

Therefore, on Commander Lu's desk, the books piled up are all old-fashioned. Mrs. Lu used a thread to re-reinforce the scattered pages on the edges. Because Commander Lu often flips, even if the pages inside are not scattered, they will leave yellow sweat stains.

When Manman helped her father put the books back in order, she looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and unconsciously, when she helped her mother wipe the makeup box and helped her father to read the books and search through what books her father was reading, it had been more than half an hour. She hurriedly swept the floor with a broom, and walked out of her parents' bedroom with a cleaning tool.

Then she came to her younger brother's room. Huan'er lived in college and rarely lived at home now, but it gave people the feeling that the more things were piled up in the college student's room when she went to college. Manmanguang helped her brother organize the various books on the table, and was sweating profusely. I think that his mother, Mrs. Lu, didn't know much about the books students read now, and could not help her young son sort them out, so she let her son pile them together. However, Lu Huan was obviously lazy and listened to her mother's order to organize them, but she never really put it into action.

While carrying books with both hands, Manman swears in her heart that next time Lu Huan comes back to see her, she will deal with people. After walking two steps, she tripped up a book under her feet. She lowered her head and saw that it was a corner of a magazine that came out from under the bed.

Manman, who squatted down, pulled out a box of entertainment magazines and various celebrity posters from under his younger brother's bed. She seemed to be no different from the older boys who were usually in adolescence. She admired sports stars, liked to read gossip of artists, and occasionally drooled at beautiful women. However, this so-called love seems to be far from the wise and foolish child Lu Huan.

Lu Huan's awareness of youthful love is much slower than Yao Zibao.

Manman later heard her husband mention the name Lu Yu. Mr. Jiang commented on this very pertinently: Your younger brother admires your brother.

Compared to Bai Lu, Lu Yu is not a problem with her appearance, but she is still quite far from other aspects.

Bai Lu is a goddess, Lu Yu, at most, can only be regarded as a senior sister who is a little famous on campus.

According to this idea, Manman really felt that she and her two brothers didn’t look like they were born to the same parents at all. When she wanted to choose a partner, she never chose other people, but only the character. Is it because of the difference between men and women? But how could her husband pick her up and pick her? When her husband married her, she didn’t know that she was a member of the Lu family.

It is conjectured that her husband is a "no ambition" and a man with "no ambition" eventually found a golden wife. This is the statement that Gao Dashuai was extremely jealous of Mr. Jiang's good luck.

Looking around my brother's room for a week, I'm afraid that it will be too late to clean the room for two or three days. I looked at the time and it was too late, so she had to cook at noon. Fortunately, there was no one living in this room, so it would be fine if I didn't clean it for the time being. So I hurriedly moved the position with a broom. This time Manman became smart and started with a familiar study and living room. Soon, she easily handled these two places she had cleaned on weekdays. Finally, she opened her brother's door.

Clean, tidy, spotless, and can't tell that he is a brother with Lu Huan. The degree of cleanliness is that she and her mother are not as good as her housewife. This is her brother, Comrade Lu Jun's bedroom.

Children are very sensitive to the environment. Based on this point, Manman expressed his understanding of his daughter's mood for the big-tempered princess who are in Jun Ye's room. Only Jun Ye, who is also extremely picky, can deal with the pickiness of the big-tempered princess.

Manman occasionally wonders: Did she give birth to her daughter? Or her brother's daughter? Xiao Nannan's temper is exactly the same as Jun Ye.

Seeing that the house was not cleaned, she might have to sweep it several times before leaving home every day. Manman was carrying a garbage shovel and a broom. It seemed that the window was not closed properly, and a gust of wind came in through the crack of the window, messing up a bunch of documents on the table.

Manman walked over first, helped her brother open the window again and then tightly to make sure there was no wind. She turned around and picked up the paper scattered on the table and stacked it, in order to make the correct stacking order, she had to look at the contents inside.

This stack of files seems to have just been printed. Although there is no clear beginning on the paper, it can be seen that it is the company's account book.

Thinking of some information I heard recently, Manman became more careful and looked down carefully.

Mrs. Lu was shaking the cradle of her two children in her daughter's room opposite. She was easily sleepy in spring. In addition, after drinking the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by her son to replenish her bones, there might be some sleepy ingredients in the medicine, so her head nodded. Seeing that her grandmother's head was about to hang down as if she was about to hit her head, the two children exclaimed "Wow".

Mrs. Lu didn't wake up suddenly, but just raised her head and lowered it.

The two kids looked at grandma's dangerous action, "Wow", "Wow", "Wow".

"What's going on with Nannan and Xixi?" Mrs. Yao, who was upstairs, heard that the last time Manman bathed her son and daughter, had to worry about it when she heard a little bit of trouble downstairs.

"Mom, don't worry. This doesn't sound like crying. Maybe it's Nannan teasing her two children." Mr. Yao said, squatting on the side of the tea table and making tea for his mother with a kettle.

"Go down and take a look." Mrs. Yao was uneasy, and she felt that as long as the two children were "wow", she could make her frightened. After all, they were so smart that they never cried or made a fuss.

"Mom, your legs are not healed, sit down." Mr. Yao hurriedly intercepted his mother. In other words, he did not go to work today because he accidentally got hit by someone while doing housework in the morning. Now he took a video in the hospital with ankle and said that there was no fracture but a sprain, but it was still swollen, making it inconvenient to go up and down the stairs.

"Hey, go and have a look. Your godmother accidentally twisted her waist yesterday." Mrs. Yao said urging her son.

Speaking of Mrs. Lu twisting her waist yesterday, she twisting her feet today. Mr. Yao actually admires the two sisters' understanding.

"Then I'll go and see, don't do anything randomly." Before going out, Mr. Yao did not forget to remind his mother, "If something happens to you, your godmother might have to accompany you again."

"Bah, crow's mouth! What can happen to your godmother and I? I can't do housework for a few days. I just have time to give you a chance to exercise." Mrs. Yao raised a newspaper and waved her hand casually to her son.

Mr. Yao walked downstairs and first listened to the child's sound and found Manman's house. Seeing that the door was not locked, he knew that Manman had gone to the Lu family's house opposite. He opened the security door and walked into the living room. He saw Mrs. Lu who was dozing off by the child's cradle bed at first sight.

"Shh."

When the two kids saw him coming, they thought it was a savior. They were about to cheer, but they said "shhhh".

"Don't wake up your grandma. Grandma is tired, do you know?" Master Yao educated the two children who are breastfeeding.

The two kids pouted at the same time: It would be fine if we didn't scream, but grandma's head was almost hit on us.

Mr. Yao sighed and wanted to call Manman to help help Mrs. Lu to sleep in the room. No Manman could be seen left and right. After leaving half a step, Mrs. Lu was almost pressing her head on her two babies. She didn't dare to walk away, and she couldn't shout loudly. The most urgent task was to help Mrs. Lu up and let her lean on the sofa to sleep.

When he entered the bedroom and found a blanket to cover Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu opened her half-awake sleepy eyes, saw him, and said, "Ziye, are your mother's feet better?"

"It's much better, and it should be able to reduce the swelling tomorrow." Mr. Yao said, covering the blanket on Mrs. Lu's upper body.

Mrs. Lu rubbed her forehead: "It was all the medicine that Lu Jun asked the Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe for me, which made me want to sleep. This is not OK. I have to cook."

"Aren't Nannan cooking?" Mr. Yao kindly comforted her.

"By the way. Your mother hurts her feet, what should I do if you have the meal at home?" Mrs. Lu couldn't answer the question correctly.

The cooking skills of the Yao family men, thinking about Mrs. Yao's cooking skills are average, the result is conceivable. Mr. Yao is only a little better than Jiang Dashao, but fortunately he will not make mistakes in salt and sugar. The reason is that the Yao family's seasoning jars are labeled with sugar and salt. Even if Mr. Yao does not recognize the contents inside, he will definitely recognize the words on the glass jar.

"My dad and I have decided which takeaway to order." Mr. Yao coughed lightly and said shyly, "It's okay. When my mom was on a business trip, my dad and I were eating in the cafeteria of the unit, and it won't happen if we see each other."

"But your mother is injured now, can she eat randomly?" Mrs. Lu said with the passion of the chef in her bones, "I think, let Nannan prepare a portion for you, and you can bring it upstairs at that time."

"How can that be done?" Mr. Yao waved his hands without thinking, "If you don't hurt your waist, it's one thing. Now, Nannan has to take care of you, take care of children, and cook food for so many people. Is it okay?"

Speaking of which, Manman is so busy that she is so busy? Why is there no sound when she hasn't come back for a long time?

"Godmother, sit down, I'll help you see." Mr. Yao stopped Mrs. Lu, who wanted to get up to see the situation, and then hurried to the opposite house.

Manman cleaned the house here, and there was no locking the door, so that it would be convenient for the two houses to go back and forth. Mr. Yao went straight into the door. Seeing that the living room had just been cleaned up, several doors were closed, but the only one was half-closed, just like Jun Ye’s room.

Master Yao could tell that she was in this room based on his intuition. Speaking of their brother and sister, they usually have horns against each other, like irreconcilable enemies, but in fact they care about each other more than anyone else. He shook his head and opened the door lightly, trying to find out what secret she was doing first.

Perhaps, she was holding her brother's clothes or holding Jun Ye's things, secretly reflecting on whether her attitude towards her brother was too rough in the place where her brother couldn't see it?

Master Yao was so happy that he imagined Jun Ye, who was a brother. As a result, he just reached in and took a look. The scene in front of him almost made him stare out.

The little sister standing next to Junye’s desk was holding a computer in her hand, calculating. No matter how she looked, she looked like a thief and was calculating what kind of thing in the room was more valuable.

"Nannan." Mr. Yao walked over with his hands behind his back, coughing twice.

Manman, who was buried in the calculator numbers, was too fascinated by the work in front of him at first, but he didn't hear his voice. When he got closer, his serious eyes were locked on the account book in her hand. She suddenly raised her head and saw that it was him. She blinked her eyes dryly and raised her eyebrows: "Brother Yao, why don't you make a sound when you come in? Want to scare me?"

"I just called you. I found out that you are a little wealthy fan, just like your husband and your brother said, a real little wealthy fan. Your ears are completely inaudible, and they are only filled with the sound of gold coins." Mr. Yao said with emotion.

"Don't say that, I'm not my own money." Manman defended himself innocently.

"Then tell me what's going on?" Master Yao recognized it now. The account book she held was part of the financial statements in Jiang Yongzheng's company that Jun Ye sent someone to send from Tianjin.

Unexpectedly, she would have aroused interest in this thing. However, they hired professional accountants to read this report, but they could not see what would be the name. It was because they were sure that it was useless that Jun Ye left it idle and put it on his desk at home.

"I think it's very interesting." Manman said.

"It's very interesting?" Undoubtedly, the adjective she used raised his appetite, "How is it interesting, you tell me?"

Yue'ermei raised her up easily and smiled confidently: "Brother Yao, I know, you must be thinking, I may not even understand what is in it, right?"

Yao's beauty narrowed her eyes and said, "Do you understand?" They only knew that she was a foodie and a calligrapher and a painter, but when it comes to finance, they really didn't know that she had any achievements in this regard. Therefore, it is not a question that he said to her next: "Nannan, not a financial fan, can understand financial statements."

"But, as long as you are a financial fan, you will be exhausted and make a fuss about it." Manman's fingers hit the report and smiled, as if she was not afraid of Master Yao's despises him at all.

As the saying goes, only real gold is not afraid of fire. Seeing her like this, she really found clues from reports that professional accountants could not see any problems. Mr. Yao's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

In the office, Jun Ye was having a serious battle dialogue between relatives with Zhao Wensheng, a college classmate who had become a relative.

After Niu Niu found out that there was indeed some problems with the milk powder, she adjusted the milk powder and supplemented nutrition plan in time, and the situation had improved greatly. Under this circumstance, Jiang Yongzheng could go back to Tianjin at any time. Not only that, not only Jiang Yongzheng, Wu Yanran and others were frustrated in the capital, but also anxious to return to their territory.

"Are you still going to drag? If you have to drag, I can think of another way." Zhao Wensheng said.

Jun Ye gently tapped his fingers on the back of his hand, thinking about it. He went to the engagement banquet the night before yesterday because he could not accurately grasp the feeling if he didn't see those people with his own eyes and just listened to the reports. Now he felt that. Jiang Yongzheng was undoubtedly cunning, but when it comes to real advice, his mind must be a bit stupid, not as good as the Wu brothers. Jiang Yongzheng would be a very good piece. As long as he could get some benefits from it, it shows Jiang Yongzheng's greed.

He was sure that Jiang Yongzheng's point could only be good and bad. He didn't believe it, and he couldn't dig out any clues from Jiang Yongzheng.

"You think of a way for me and drag him for a week. I'll have someone check it out again." Jun Ye said.

"If there is still no result after a week, should we put him back?" Zhao Wensheng didn't understand. They had obtained all the internal data and could not dig out useful information.

Jun Ye’s people dare not alert the enemy casually. They can only steal data from Jiang Yongzheng’s company’s finance department and truly test the finance department. Because everyone knows that finance is the employee with the closest relationship with the company’s boss. Shocking the finance department is equivalent to alarming Jiang Yongzheng.

"If this is true, we have to change our approach and move forward." Jun Ye frowned slightly and quickly let go. "Of course, we don't need to give up now."

Zhao Wensheng nodded and said that he should be the same.

"I heard that the boy from the Wu family has not been found yet?" Jun Ye asked.

It was about Wu Qiran. After two nights, Wu Qiran and Wang Yunyun were still missing. Neither the Wu family nor the Wang family could easily alarm the police, but it was obvious that they were still competing in private and did not give up.

"Yes." Zhao Wensheng was very clear about this situation because he had to go to Wu Yanran to see Niu Niu every day, "I think it's unlikely that his parents and his sister would want to go back to Tianjin in such a situation."

This is called helping them a lot by accident. Jun Ye even wanted to present an award to Wang Yunyun in his heart, and award her the award to help others, although Wang Yunyun's original intention was not the case at all.

"Okay, let's do it for now." Jun Ye said, picking up the foreign power incoming at hand, "Well, Ziye? What do you say?"

"You come back first." Mr. Yao said on the other side of the phone, "I can't explain it clearly on the phone."

Jun Ye frowned: "What's wrong that makes you anxious to ask me to come back? My mother, or your mother, what's wrong? Also, is the godmother's feet better?"

When Zhao Wensheng heard about Mrs. Yao's feet, he turned around and listened with concern.
To be continued...