Chapter 777: Pitch (2)

Blue Mandala: Selling [Varu Alan]

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It's really thunderous, I just posted the popular phrase "miss me no" to greet netizens, and he replied: Go die!

Hilarious, I finally know that the little gray penguin among strangers can still talk, and I haven't seen that avatar for at least three months. I don't know when I went from my friends to strangers, but I thought I was going to go away with other non-virgins with ghosts after I said, "Non-virgins don't want to chat."

At this moment, there is a feeling of a great reversal, Du Shi Niang, who defected to him with a treasure chest, should be me, why did he commit suicide by throwing himself into the river first?

This shows that he is still really reading my book, otherwise the first thing that comes to mind should be: joking and pranking or clicking on the wrong avatar and sending the wrong person; if it is a particularly kind person, he will also think that it is a normal miss between friends, even if he has never thought about it, he must say that he thinks about it and does not embarrass others, which is the traditional education of parents since childhood. I don't have to say "Die", as if I've really sold him to someone else.

Now, I am Du Shi Niang, who has broken free from the shackles of feudal etiquette and religion and liberated his mind, and I have to thank him for redeeming me. The wisdom of my mind and my full stomach are a treasure chest, will I die? Of course not. When you die, are you worthy of the parents who gave me the skin of my body and the teacher of knowledge and wisdom?

If I were her, even if I didn't have parents or teachers, I would have to think about the poor sisters who helped me take the treasure chest out of the Qinglou, at least I had to disguise myself as a man to redeem a few of them, why did she selfishly jump into the river and commit suicide?

The men who have been writing for thousands of years have not been well-intentioned, and they just take women into the ditch, after all, they are men, and they must maintain the idea of male power. Now it's hard for women to learn knowledge and engage in literature and art, but they have all become accomplices of men, describing this world as a miasma, making all women cheap, shrews and prostitutes who are played with by men, and even a woman with a decent demeanor can't be seen!

However, starting from me, it can only be the man, the third child, and the second wife who will die, not me! If a man dares to beat me, he will be reduced to a slave, and if he still wants to be disobedient and not work, he will be kicked out of the house!

Scold the whole family with blood, I see who is dead!

If it weren't for the online condolences after the Wenchuan earthquake, it is estimated that I would still be a loving couple who go with my husband to withdraw money and save money or send money every weekend. I only watch beautiful TV shows, happy smiling faces on the street and in the park, and I don't know how people outside the second ring road are living, and I don't care.

But I don't care about seeing it start to affect my life and mood, and I can't just hold back. My man is also running 4, if he is disobedient and runs away with someone, do I still have the face to show people feng shui? So, first of all, I have to make him stink, and no one wants it.

Unexpectedly, I entered the circle of abandoned women, the circle of homosexuals, a club of gay wives regularly sent me event notices and dating messages to my mailbox, and compared the lives of my divorced female colleagues, I suddenly found that I actually did not get rid of my mother's fate at all, but she was exploited by outsiders and I was exploited by relatives.