There was a rain in the early hours of the morning. There was no sign of it. The road was wet and slippery, which trapped a climbing team in Changbai Mountain. The fire brigade arrived at the foot of the mountain at 7 a.m. and the rescue work for more than five hours was over.

"Captain."

Xiao Jinghe is the team leader of the third division of the fire brigade, including her. There are twelve members in the third division. She is the only female and the youngest in the team.

She was wearing protective clothing. The mountain was full of water vapor. Her eyes under the brim were full of water vapor. She was very tall and thin. She pinched a small waist out of her belt. She was so thin that one hand could encircle her. Her short hair was not behind her ears. It was very sharp.

"What's the matter?"

Tian Guang trotted over and didn't wipe the mud on his face: "there is a woman who is looking for Xiao Song's trouble."

She didn't say anything. She went to deal with it in person. Before she came near, she heard the girl's swearing voice.

"Call your leader and I'll complain about him!"

Xiao Jinghe let the team members back, she went forward: "what do you complain about him?"

Narrow avenues are acquaintances.

The girl is very young, in her early twenties, wearing an orange sports suit, with her hair tied into a ponytail and a small red waistband on her waist. The whole person is pretty and has a soft face, that is, her eyes are sharp, and her face is even worse when she sees xiaojinghe: "what's the matter with you?"

She pointed to Komatsu and said simply: "he belongs to me."

The girl glared at Komatsu, and her voice became more aggressive: "his hands are not in line, and he takes advantage of me when he rescues."

Xiao Jinghe didn't care what she said: "Xiao Song, you say it."

Komatsu is the same year as her. She is less than 25 years old. She just finished her internship. This is his first official assignment. She knows what kind of character he is. The most honest one in the team.

He red eyes, shaking his head: "Captain, I did not."

"You said no?" The girl has a point.

Xiao Jinghe looked at her and said, "if you have it, you have it?" Calm down, he asked, "is there any evidence?"

The other choked, blushed, and snapped, "my companion and I saw it."

Xiao Jinghe glanced back: "who saw it?"

The voice is not salty or bland, but the gas field is naturally formed. All of them are young men and women. For a while, they were suppressed and no one spoke.

Seeing this, the girl glared at her companion and said, "he also scratched my bag!"

Xiao Jinghe takes a look at the small bag at her waist. The zipper is indeed cut. She looks at Xiao Song and asks him to say.

"I did it." Komatsu wiped the mud on his face. "To save her, he scraped the rope."

"No more words." The girl looked at Xiao Song's muddy rescue equipment with unbridled eyes. She did not hide her mockery and disdain. "My bag is limited, more than 100000 yuan, he can't afford to pay for it."

The firefighters can't afford to pay. No, they're in trouble.

"He scraped your bag, but he saved your life." Xiao Jinghe asked flatly, "is your life worth 100000 yuan?"

"You --"

she comes forward, unloads the package worth 100000 yuan from the girl's waist, opens the zipper, and pours out all the contents.

"What are you doing?" he said

She took a Swiss Army knife from the kit and scraped it off: "I'll pay 100000 yuan." She threw the bag, slowly put the Swiss Army knife back into the kit, looked up at Komatsu, "throw her down to me."

Komatsu hesitates.

"Xiao Jinghe, you dare!" cried the girl angrily

Xiao Jinghe's not good tempered. She can't help but usually can't help it. She goes forward, raises her foot and kicks people down the slope.

This girl is not someone else. She is the daughter of her stepmother, Xiao Ruo.

In the afternoon, Xiao Jinghe just returned to the fire brigade, and was called to talk by the vice Bureau Liu of the seventh Public Security Bureau.

"Sorry, that's all."

The slope is not high, no one was hurt, but she kicked people in the end, as a firefighter, hitting people is taboo.

There was no expression on her face: "what if you don't apologize?"

Liu's deputy bureau is in a dilemma: "if things get big, it will not be good for you and our fire brigade." If you don't manage what it is and how the process is, others will only look at the surface.

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Liu immediately pulled down: "Wen Zheng, what are you doing here? Did I ask you to come in? "

He didn't close the door, came in, pulled a chair and sat down: "Jinghe is not wrong in this matter. She doesn't need to apologize. If there is any problem, tell my captain, I'm responsible." He turned and said to Xiao Jinghe, "you go out first."

She thought and got up and went out.

About 20 minutes later, Wen Zheng came out of Liu's office. It's half past six. Xiao Jinghe is still outside.

Wen Zheng didn't say anything else: "why don't you get off work?"

"Thank you," she saidHe just came back from the fire, still wearing fire protection clothing, because of the special material, some heat, sweat on his neck, he took off his coat while walking, casually asked: "how about feet?"

She sprained her ankle and suffered from pain. She didn't walk in a strange way. I don't know how he found out.

"Nothing."

Wen Zheng stops and looks back at her feet: "hurt in rescue?"

She said, "I hurt it when I kicked."

Always, seriously.

He took a bottle out of his pocket and put it on the table: "don't be like the old men in the team. You are a girl. Please take care of your flesh and skin."

Xiao Jinghe loses his smile.

When she first joined the fire brigade, she was in Wenzheng's second team. The first thing he said to her was: in my team, there are no men or women.

It's still a big deal. Someone put the video on the Internet, the content was edited, the girl didn't show her face, accused the firefighters of overstepping, then was scratched and kicked down the slope.

All the messages on the Internet are criticizing the female firefighters who kicked people.

"Can firefighters kick people like this?"

"So savage, still a woman."

"Go home and have children and cook."

"Now the rescue and fire department is getting bigger and bigger."

"Why is it so ugly to play mosaic?"

“....”

The headquarters of LH venture capital is located in the most prosperous city center of the capital. It is 27 floors high. In the evening, there are a large number of sunset clouds, which are scattered with light red before landing.

On the 27th floor is Rongli's office.

When the phone rang, he put down the document in his hand: "hello."

It's Huo Changxun: "come out and drink."

Huo Changxun started a game company. He only worked three days a week, and he played the rest of the time. However, when playing, his company was still among the top 500.

"Work," he said

"Work," Huo Changxun said in a very slow tone, which means a lot of joking. "Your daughter-in-law is bullied. Do you still have the mind to work?"

The tip of the pen suddenly stopped.

"Make it clear." He put down his pen and got up with his coat.

The secretary just came to remind him, "Mr. Rong, the meeting materials are ready."

"Push."

Throwing two words, he walked quickly out of the office.

The secretary was surprised. He had been in the company for five years, which should be the first time for president Rong to stand up.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiao Jinghe arrived at Xiao's house.

It was nanny Lin Xiu who opened the door: "here comes the eldest lady."

Lin Xiu has been working in the Xiao family for more than ten years. When she first came here, Xiao Jinghe's mother had not died. They are all villagers, not native to the capital.

Xiao Jinghe greets and changes his shoes to enter the house.

"You dare to come."

Xiao ruozheng, depending on the strength of the porch, glares at Xiao Jinghe angrily.

Well, she's good at hands and feet, and she has the strength to breathe. Xiao Jinghe passed her directly into the living room.

Zhao Yueying, stepmother, came out of the kitchen with a dish in her hand. She was very beautiful, and Xu Niang was still charming. She smiled softly: "if so, how can I talk to my sister like this?"

"Sister?" Xiao Ruo sneered, "she would like to kick me to death. I dare not ask for such a sister."

Xiao Jinghe is too lazy to talk. He takes a seat on the sofa.

Opposite, the old lady of the Xiao family glanced at her, ignored her, and continued to peel grapes for her grandson.

When Zhao Yueying came in, she brought a pair of twins, both of whom had the surname of Xiao Changshan. Xiao Ruo was her sister and a boy. Xiao Changshan was named Tangju.

The two brothers and sisters are only eight months younger than Xiao Jinghe.

Old Mrs. Xiao prefers sons to daughters. Her mother is not well, so she has only one daughter. She is quiet and introverted. She doesn't like this daughter-in-law all the time. Naturally, she doesn't like to have a granddaughter. But Zhao Yueying, who was married in the second marriage, is considerate. She is very pleased by the old lady, especially Zhao Yueying's son. The old lady is careful of liver pain.

Zhao Yueying hung a gentle smile: "your sister didn't mean to do it, who made you play a little bit to make her unhappy?"

Xiao Ruo is angry: "Mom, how can you still say that I am the one who started to hit people?"

At this time, Xiao Changshan came out of the study, still dressed in formal clothes, nearly 50 people, well maintained, looks elegant and gentle: "OK, stop quarreling, sit down and eat."

Their family of five settled down in the restaurant. Today is Mrs. Xiao's birthday. Xiao Changshan has set up a real estate company. She is also rich in the capital. The old lady loves face. At noon, she held a birthday party in the hotel. At night, she is the only one.

Xiao Jinghe put down the present: "I have something else."

See she didn't sit down, Xiao Changshan cold face: "now I can't move you, right?"

She frowned and sat down.The dishes and chopsticks that Aunt Lin brought for her.

"I read all the news on the Internet." Xiao Changshan said, "it's just the right time to take this opportunity to quit all the firefighters' jobs."

Mr. Xiao's real estate manager doesn't look like a firefighter.

At this time, the old lady had opened the gift box, threw the box on the table, put down her face: "how can I wear this cheap product?"

Cheap?

It's true that Xiao Changshan's father made a fortune in middle age. After more than 20 years of rich life, the old lady has a high vision. Although she has no culture, she loves to communicate with a group of famous old ladies, but her nature is hard to change.

The old lady turned her eyes: "didn't your grandfather leave a lot of paintings? You can give me one. I have face to take it out. "

Xiao Jinghe 's grandfather is a first-class master of Chinese painting in China. There are not many paintings left by him, but each one is priceless.

She didn't open her mouth all the time, which made her voice concise and comprehensive, without any expression: "no way."

The old lady was immediately annoyed: "you are really getting hotter and hotter. You have been out for several years, and even my grandmother is not in your eyes?"

Xiao Tangju also helped out: "it's not just a painting. Your grandfather left so many, but he won't give up one for grandma?" The tone is eerie. "Besides, it's not your own thing."

Xiao Tangju looks like his mother, just like his father.

"Are the paintings still in the art museum?" Zhao Yueying asked suddenly.

Xiao Jinghe looks at her.

Zhao Yueying immediately said with a smile, "I don't have any other meaning. I heard from several friends that the museums are all profitable now. It's better to auction them out if they are put there."

One or two of them are thinking about her valuable paintings.

"Pa."

Xiao Jinghe left his chopsticks.

She looked up, her eyes cold. "Enough?" She picked up a chopstick and turned it in her hand: "I will come here today to save trouble, not to listen to the training."

The old lady is going to have a problem.

Xiao Jinghe glanced at her lightly: "Ms. Chen, don't go to the fire brigade again, it's your own person who is lost."

The old lady didn't read many books. After studying for so many years, she didn't learn the spirit of the upper class. She learned to be a shelf. She was very naughty. Last birthday, Xiao Jinghe didn't attend. The old lady didn't get a picture. She was angry. She went to the fire brigade in person.

The old lady was disgraced and flushed with anger. Xiao Jinghe went on: "and Mr. Xiao," she looked at Xiao Changshan. "Whatever I do is my business. You can save your energy. Don't worry. You can't either."

The atmosphere was completely frozen.

In recent years, Xiao Jinghe has a very weak relationship with this side, but he has not spared a word like today.

"As for my grandfather's paintings, don't bother you. I'll take care of them if they are rotten or sold." She got up, looked at Xiao Ruo, and said, "if the same defamation information has been clicked, viewed more than 5000 times, or forwarded more than 500 times, it can be judged that the defamation is serious and sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, control or deprivation of political rights."

Xiao Ruo is confused by her words.

Xiao Jinghe was very patient, and finally slowly reminded: "you can not delete Weibo, find a better lawyer, and don't let me win the lawsuit."

She is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded if she wants to.

Xiao ruo's face has turned white with fear. She usually dances with her teeth. Because it's the treasure of Xiao's real estate, no one has taught her how to be treated like this.

"Jinghe, don't take your sister seriously." Zhao Yueying's conciliatory attitude, "she's playing with you, all of them are family -"

Xiao Jinghe can't hear it anymore, and interrupts: "don't pretend, the acting is not good." She pulled the chair. "Slow down, I'll go first."

"Stop for me!" Xiao Changshan left his chopsticks and was furious.

Xiao Jinghe didn't hear.

With a bang, a bowl hit her at the foot, splashing all over the place.

"This is the Jing family's upbringing."

She stopped and looked back at Xiao Changshan coldly. "Talk to me about cultivation?" She pointed to Xiao Ruo, she, and Xiao Tangju, as well as him, whose species are they? Do you dare to test them

Xiao Changshan's face suddenly turned blue.

At the time of her mother's death, she was only nine years old. Within three months, Zhao Yueying brought in a pair of eight year old twins. They were born like mothers, but not like eyes.

How can an old lady with such a strong fragrance and fire take someone's grandson as a treasure in her hand.

Outside, the moonlight has been hidden in the dark clouds, I don't know when, drizzle.

Out of the villa, she walked a short way. There was no traffic in the villa area at night. She could hear the rain quietly. She squatted down and rubbed her ankles. It hurt.

The April rain was cold and painful on my face.The street light was dim. An umbrella covered her head. Then a shadow came over her. She looked up and said, "Why are you here?"

He said, "come to you."

It's Rong Li, her dreamer.

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