Chapter 926: Dog Days (19)

Chapter 926: Dog Days (19)

Pink Rose Love: Three Dogs (Varu Alan)

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Lipomas don't necessarily grow in fat people, but I think it's either overnutrition or the accumulation of nutrients from body lesions that can't be absorbed, right? I feel that in this material-rich era, it's better to eat less.

People's self-control needs to be cultivated from an early age, her mother is an only daughter, and her mother-in-law is a pastry chef, she is also fat in vain in the era of extreme material scarcity, she has not suffered from starvation, and she does not need self-control.

At the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, my house was raided, and my mother often quoted ** quotations to scold people at the criticism meeting, and a few years after giving birth to a little sister, because of long-term overwork, she looked yellow and thin. Her father was unable to get the money back when she built a school building in a remote mountainous area, and her mother's pressure can be imagined, and she seems to have relied entirely on beating and scolding her children and arguing with colleagues and neighbors to release her stress.

My classmates in elementary and junior high school should have sympathized with me, but I was as sad as an old woman. It wasn't until the third year of junior high school that the situation changed when the parents moved together. But the living conditions are getting better and better, but the mother's temper has never changed, and she only likes people who speak to her with duplicity. It can be seen how sad it is to be pampered when you are a child.

When you are poor, you worry about three meals a day all day long, and you have no dignity at all, and when you have a surplus, you spend all your time on eating, drinking, and having fun, and you don't get dignity.

At that time, my husband was very afraid that I would go to Jiangnan, and my mother also saw it, so she said: It's better to find a summer in the future, you don't have to bring so many clothes in summer, it's more convenient.

In fact, even if I know the phone, I may not be able to call when I get there, and even if I call, people may not answer, and even if they do, they may not be able to receive them. Think about the friends my dad has made for decades, and it's not ambiguous to eat him and take him, but haven't you seen each other after you have been here for two months?

If you don't say that classmates and colleagues like me send their home addresses as soon as they make a phone call, they all say that they are real people!

The stupidest thing is that when I first wrote a blog at Yahoo, I also wrote down the address of the bookstore, which was actually the bottom merchant of my house, which had done massages, foot massages, couriers, printing materials, rubber products, etc., and when no one rented it, it was my study, a bookstore that only sold my own books. Later, someone left a message and comment like "bloodbathing your whole family", and then quickly deleted it.

I didn't do anything immoral, I didn't say anything immoral, in fact, I didn't need to be afraid that others would know the address, but I couldn't guarantee that my husband had done anything immoral, and even more so that there was a person like the doctor who hated my fellow people and poisoned me because he suspected that my niece was having an affair with her husband.

I'm just saying a few spells with hypothetical premises, and there are still people who want to carry out the extermination of the Nine Clans with their own hands, so they can't be taken lightly until they become alone. Even if you become a lonely person, you can't guarantee that there are gangsters who are randomly chopped, and you can't guarantee that there is a driver who drives a bus, train or plane who has just been criticized by the leader and scolded by his wife and feels very tired......

That year, 43 people died in our county, and the accident was that the bus driver drove back the day before and was scolded by his wife for not sleeping all night, and he drove out early the next morning and fell into the ditch in less than an hour. I wouldn't curse when it was dark, for fear that the ghost would hear it and turn it into reality.