Chapter 927: Dog Days (20)

Pink Rose Love: Three Dogs (Varu Alan)

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My husband especially likes to scold people at night, and the first thing he does when he comes back from a business trip is to nag me no, and he must scold me and cry before stopping, otherwise he will count the whole night from the first day we meet. Later, I used "whoever said another word and went out was hit by a car and died" to gag him.

In fact, I also knew that it was because I ate "tender grass" outside and had no "public food" to pay, so I used scolding to dispel my "non-share thoughts", but in fact, I didn't think about it at all.

I have time to cook a good meal, to sleep well, to wash my face and make a mask, to clean the house, to do the laundry, and to go shopping...... No matter how bad it is, chatting online is better than being in the same room with a nagging man.

Maybe a lot of men hate nagging women so much.

Keeping your mouth shut and doing more is the number one tip for getting along with people. People who eat too much talk a lot, so it is very important to have a hobby in life that is more than eating, but it is a pity that my husband sharpened his head and thought about it, and only thought of one thing - **! Of course, it is very exciting with a lover, not a routine with his wife.

It's a pity that little women always want to have a sense of belonging, and it's not money that can be sent away. So now he has stopped raising chickens and pigeons at home.

I thought that little men wouldn't be entangled, but some netizens said that little men can't get rid of money, especially the kind of poor ghost with a tendon.

I asked Bingqing Yujie about them, and they also said: What will basically be entangled on the Internet is the incompetent poor, the more entangled the more you can't take care of it, behind a poor person is a poor family, you don't want to use the time of middle and old age to poverty alleviation, right?

If that's the case, it's better not to get divorced, at least all the sisters in the husband's family have already lived in the new house, and the younger generations have all finished their exams, so they don't have to worry about it anymore.

If I don't get divorced, any more confident man will no longer have thoughts about me when he sees his husband's photos, and he will not trouble me anymore when he sees him more confidently and proudly. In this way, at least I am safe on the part of men, and as for women, no matter how much trouble I make, at most I will hire a murderer to pour sulfuric acid and will not kill people, as long as I don't go out, there will be no danger.

For this reason, I changed the famous poem of Pedolfi to:

"Freedom is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for life, both can be thrown!"

My goal in life is to live a long life of 120 years, and it is only natural to sacrifice love and freedom for this.

In fact, it won't take a few years, and I'll be an old woman with no one to take care of when I go out on the street. There is no difference between 50 and 6, 70 and 8 or 90 years old, they are all "old and immortal things", and that should be my happiest time, because there is no trouble if no one cares about it.

But over 90 years old is the "old man" and "old lady", to the age of 100, everyone will treat you as a treasure, if you are still flexible and agile at that time, that is a living treasure and a living fossil.

I wonder if when I'm 100 years old, I can still remember these things that I write now?

I'm glad that in 6 or 7 years, "Moonflower" will still be searchable, and I hope that by then, my longest diary in history, the "diary lyrical novel" that I named myself, will still be able to circulate between the pages.