Every time the purified water is delivered, the master is in a hurry. He takes off his shoes outside the door, wears socks, bypasses the aisle, enters the living room, and then goes to the water dispenser. I asked him to put on his slippers, he said, no time, and the floor was clean. Once, I asked him to have a cigarette and sit down for a while. He smiled gratefully at me. He said he was laid off and contracted the business of delivering purified water to our community to the purified water company. His life was OK. He was busy and tired. I said, we are all struggling in pain, but in different ways. He listened with a comforting smile. On Sunday, my son sat on the sofa watching TV. The master came in carrying the water, and his son slapped his nose with his hand: "well, there's a smell." I winked at my son and motioned him not to go on. The boy refused to give up: "don't you smell it? It's a strong smell." Burning with anger, I stretched out my hand to fight. Unexpectedly, the boy stood up and said, "Why are you beating me? It's smelly, smelly feet, smelly socks." I was stunned and stopped awkwardly, but I was still lucky that the master who came to the door didn't hear me. However, he stopped, turned his head, blushed and said apologetically, "don't blame the child. I didn't pay attention." You can't send a bucket of pure water to the school at night. I can't forgive you for sending a bucket of pure water to my son at the age of 5 this time The son was wronged. "I only said smelly and didn't say anything else, but you wanted to hit me." Many things, many feelings, his age, obviously do not understand. When he came back, the master no longer took off his shoes and walked straight in. He rustled outside the door for a long time and entered the living room with two green shoe covers similar to plastic bags on his feet. An unspeakable embarrassment, tacit to each other. I advised him not to be so careful. He smiled: "service should always pay attention to quality." Then work and walk in a hurry. That pair of green shoe covers has always bothered me. There's a place by the door! Sitting on the sofa smoking, I suddenly had an inspiration. So he and his son put the water dispenser here. In this way, you can change the water as soon as you stand on the threshold without wearing any shoe covers. Over and over again, he didn't seem to care about the change of the position of the water dispenser, and I don't want him to notice my intentions. A few days ago, walking in the community, an old man upstairs called me and looked at me for a long time, "good man!" A exclamation startled me, "why? Sir!" The old man said, "the master who delivered the water told everyone that it was inconvenient for you to move the water dispenser to the door and let your family in and out in order to make it convenient for him." I blushed, and that little convenience was solemnly mentioned. The old man said, "who has no place near the door? No matter how small, you can see whether a person has left a place for others in his heart."

Every time the purified water is delivered, the master is in a hurry. He takes off his shoes outside the door, wears socks, bypasses the aisle, enters the living room, and then goes to the water dispenser. I asked him to put on his slippers, he said, no time, and the floor was clean. Once, I asked him to have a cigarette and sit down for a while. He smiled gratefully at me. He said he was laid off and contracted the business of delivering purified water to our community to the purified water company. His life was OK. He was busy and tired. I said, we are all struggling in pain, but in different ways. He listened with a comforting smile. On Sunday, my son sat on the sofa watching TV. The master came in carrying the water, and his son slapped his nose with his hand: "well, there's a smell." I winked at my son and motioned him not to go on. The boy refused to give up: "don't you smell it? It's a strong smell." Burning with anger, I stretched out my hand to fight. Unexpectedly, the boy stood up and said, "Why are you beating me? It's smelly, smelly feet, smelly socks." I was stunned and stopped awkwardly, but I was still lucky that the master who came to the door didn't hear me. However, he stopped, turned his head, blushed and said apologetically, "don't blame the child. I didn't pay attention." You can't send a bucket of pure water to the school at night. I can't forgive you for sending a bucket of pure water to my son at the age of 5 this time The son was wronged. "I only said smelly and didn't say anything else, but you wanted to hit me." Many things, many feelings, his age, obviously do not understand. When he came back, the master no longer took off his shoes and walked straight in. He rustled outside the door for a long time and entered the living room with two green shoe covers similar to plastic bags on his feet. An unspeakable embarrassment, tacit to each other. I advised him not to be so careful. He smiled: "service should always pay attention to quality." Then work and walk in a hurry. That pair of green shoe covers has always bothered me. There's a place by the door! Sitting on the sofa smoking, I suddenly had an inspiration. So he and his son put the water dispenser here. In this way, you can change the water as soon as you stand on the threshold without wearing any shoe covers. Over and over again, he didn't seem to care about the change of the position of the water dispenser, and I don't want him to notice my intentions. A few days ago, walking in the community, an old man upstairs called me and looked at me for a long time, "good man!" A exclamation startled me, "why? Sir!" The old man said, "the master who delivered the water told everyone that it was inconvenient for you to move the water dispenser to the door and let your family in and out in order to make it convenient for him." I blushed, and that little convenience was solemnly mentioned. The old man said, "who has no place near the door? No matter how small, you can see whether a person has left a place for others in his heart."