Chapter 419: Confusion (11)

Depression Spring: Confusion (Varu #8226; Ah Lan)

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I asked Lao Liang if he knew the name, and he said he didn't know. He knew that Yi Danhan was good with Kurexi in high school and Li Ligeng in college, so why didn't he know that famous alumnus? Did Ah Ping deliberately mention that name? Or did Lao Liang only care about my good friend?

Do I really want to give up looking for memories from 20 years ago? Why do I remember 800 years in the past and live this life so confused?

Twenty years ago, just like in previous lives, it was not only the time and space differences between the provincial city and Kyoto, but also the worlds of secular concepts. Some people will say that Beijing films are oily and smooth, and they seem to look down on outsiders, but I have never felt this way, I think Mandarin is very gentle, and people who go to Beijing have become gentle and elegant when they speak Mandarin.

According to Lao Liang, it was because I was thin and like a Japanese in the 90s, and when I got fat after giving birth, people started to be hahan again, and I was a bit like a Korean. That's why I haven't been discriminated against, and I feel good about myself.

Does that sound like I've been living in hypocrisy? Because the recordings have to be redone over and over again, I don't usually talk much, I always stretch out my finger and say I would just buy one or two copies. Blinking, nodding, smiling, shaking your head, it seems that it can be fully expressed.

Does this make people feel that I am a neighbor who is not very good at speaking Chinese? I have earned the courtesy of the people of Beijing? If this is the case, I would like to suggest that outsiders with a local accent go to Beijing to talk less, buy a ticket, take out the money, and then stretch out their fingers, and use body language such as nodding and shaking their heads instead of speaking. Talking less is a home remedy for nourishing qi and blood, and women should pay special attention if they want to look younger and more beautiful than their peers.

In 2004, I looked older than I am. When Huihui came to see me in the News Building, I was in that kind of Xianglin sister-in-law, and when I caught someone, I was about to tell about my husband's misdeeds. I was going to talk to Hui Hui all night because I didn't like her to "highlight" her hair in a fashionable way. I still like her long thick black braids from her high school days. When I was in college, every time she got a new hairstyle, people were full of praise, and I had to remind her, "Don't destroy your hair every once in a while, just because you have good hair......

I don't think she has changed the bad thing that destroys her hair, the popular hairstyle with a few light strands of light color, it looks like her hair is gray, which is very unpleasant. Everyone who came to my house that year told me to cry, and then the two of them cried together, each crying. But Huihui didn't wait for me to get off work and escaped.

My bad thing is that I have to share my pain with everyone. However, that year, Lao Liang fell in love and was never heard from, and Xiaomei also had a strange emotional entanglement with a black man in Mali (so far Xiaomei doesn't know how she understood the Malian man's words, I guess it is the legendary heart rhino), Yanqin's daughter participated in an English competition;-Ying finally got her hukou after eight years of hard work, and she wanted to have a child but she didn't get pregnant for two years, and she was taking Chinese medicine...... And my son was in elementary school just in time for the policy that children can settle down with their fathers, and nothing delayed the children's third grade, and they all said that I was stupid and stupid, and I made up some stories to ask for free opinions......

Maybe I've made up the magical stories of people around me as animals, so no one can tell if what I'm saying is true or not. Only Minghua, who was far away, sent a text message saying: If you get divorced, try to fight for compensation...... She didn't understand that Mr. Pei had been asking me to pay him 400 million yuan for the loss of youth on the grounds that he was four years younger than me. I think I'd better give up asking for sympathy and help, and continue to use magic to deal with this money-hungry and thick-skinned little husband.