Chapter 935: Three Dogs (28)
Chapter 935: Three Dogs (28)
Pink Rose Love: Three Dogs (Varu Alan)
(28)
In the past two or three years, disasters have continued, and I have become numb to listening. I only hope that the survivors of the disaster relief will not choose to commit suicide in the future, and subvert the old proverb that "if you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future".
There are also mudslides in Pakistan, and I guess it has something to do with the mining of those colored stones, maybe I like those colored stones is also a sin, and those oil extraction, coal mining, logging and tomb robbing, archaeological excavations, etc., are all unrestrained things.
The poor suffer more from disasters, and the rich have more money to help disasters, which is the best commentary on "the way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than loss". The poor should have fewer children and more trees, live their lives well, and do not place too much hope on the fact that there are many people and many people can do things and that their children and grandchildren will be endless.
I decided to find some soil tomorrow, plant a grape or a creeper, and green my house first, so that I can use less air conditioning, because the electricity consumption of my house for two months in summer is generally one-third of that of the whole year. At the same time, I will no longer buy those colored stones in the future, no matter what priceless gems it will become, and I will no longer buy or sell. This is the result of my deep reflection on the disaster during the time of silence.
This is the nineteenth day of Zhongfu, Qixi Festival, Valentine's Day in China. After a day of national mourning, the Qiē entertainment was held as usual.
Ah Jun chose to fly home on this day, so naturally he couldn't keep it. When we see you again after two years, it is clear that Ah Jun has lost weight and her daughter has gained weight. From now on, all the beauty and charm of the mother will be transferred to the daughter, and I feel that it is very cost-effective to raise a daughter, and the man thinks that his daughter is the cutest, and he may be immune to other beauties, right?
Ah Jun came to my house to recognize the door, and then sent a text message to comment: "My husband is handsome and my son is good, perfect!"
The husband was very proud, danced with his hands, and immediately barked his teeth. It turned out that while cleaning the terrace, he fell and threw himself into the cistern where turtles and goldfish were kept, choking on a few mouthfuls of water, leaving multiple wounds on his body. No wonder he came out of the bathroom for a while when we entered the house.
He was going to pretend not to let me find out, because I fell and injured myself in Shanghai, what he said was: Fortunately, no foreigner saw it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!
He said: I didn't expect to be punished so soon.
The son said, "If you say something ugly, it's an injury, and if you say it nicely, it's plastic surgery."
After a while, his stomach hurt, and his husband estimated that he had eaten too many edamame, so he hurried to eat yeast chips. It didn't work, I started a fever, moaned loudly and asked me to find a thermometer, I asked him to take a test, 38°5, and as soon as he read the degree, he immediately started vomiting.
I said: Hurry up and go to the hospital, you say something ugly is retribution, and if you say it nicely, you lose weight.
The two younger sisters and their families came back from a trip to Inner Mongolia, not only fulfilling their wish to worship Chengling, but also having a good time. The six-day tour fee is less than 8,000 yuan in total (it was the travel agency recommended by the original tourism director to Sister Xia, and the manager said that one person only earned 30 yuan). After a 40-minute ride on the Xilamuren grassland and a two-hour sand ride in Xiangshawan, they each spent 1,200 yuan, and they also bought some mare's milk wine and Mongolian clothes to take back to give away.
I continued to walk hard, and my feet began to ache and feel uncomfortable, and my husband said that if I persevered, I would be able to regain my original physique when I was an athlete, and I would not be in pain when I walked and run. But I really don't like the feeling of being tired.