Chapter 513: Little City Woman

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The reason why I didn't write a blog online until the Wenchuan earthquake was because there was no TV drama on the TV station, so my husband was kind enough to let me watch it online.

I said to my mother: You can try to watch TV at home every day without going out. In fact, it doesn't matter if you get used to it, think about those revolutionaries who lived in prison back then, "it was seven steps from the door to the window, and it was also seven steps from the window to the door", and they were tortured.

Mom wondered: why didn't you let you out?

"No, he said: 30 meters long terrace, take two steps and go out!"

The woman also said: You are only more than 80 pounds, and no one knows if you are frozen in the refrigerator, and your family will not come to Beijing anyway. ”

Mom gasped and said: Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, but I didn't expect you to be stupid and lazy and still have a very nourishing appearance.

After my mother saw Zhenzhen and Bing'er respectively, she said with emotion: It turns out that you can marry very well in the second marriage! I transferred Zhao Yazhi and Miss World's comparable blog on the same stage to my mother, that is, a woman who has been in love for 20 years with her children and remarried.

Then I turned out a group photo of her 40, my 14, and my little sister 5 years old that year to show her, she was so sick at that time, dark and thin, with drooping eyes and wrinkled face. I asked her if I looked like your little daughter now, and Dad chimed in: "Younger than Han Kejie!"

Hankejie means "my youngest daughter", a word in the language of the Mongols on the shores of Lugu Lake that only parents of several daughters can speak.

The more remote and poor the place, the older the woman looks. The reason is just that when you are also sad and sad, you have nowhere to escape in a small place and have to carry the terrible burden of human words, and women in big cities have no one to care about and can find a place to find a reason to be happy.

When I was writing this, it was 22 o'clock, and I was about to go offline, and there was still someone in my son's classmate group talking:

――Liu X!!You big-faced girl!!How do you dare to steal the pearls from my aquarium!!Do you know that I'm just a pearl, and you still steal it!Do you have a conscience?!?! I cāo!!

The second-year girl with the nickname Venus often calls my son.