Sisters together.
My distant sister has a circle of friends: “At mid-pregnancy, happy, with strawberries.” I’m sorry.
I flew right to her house.
The joke. The nanny picked her out of the logo while she was at home.
She only eats strawberries.
Strawberry ass is for dogs.
Let me help her remember what happiness is.
I went straight home to my sister’s.
She just came out and opened the door, and I got angry.
“You’ve been wearing an apron for months? You’re the one who put the eggs in the microwave? I’m sorry.
I waited for her to fight with me.
And then she wakes up with a red mouth and drops a few golden beans in my arms.
Then I held her, “What’s wrong? Tell your aunt. I’m sorry.
And she didn’t call me a big boy, and the first thing she said to me was, “I want to get a divorce.” I’m sorry.
I’ll be happy when she gets married.
“What did he do to you?” Don’t leave, just be widowed. I’m sorry.
If it is at this point that my words have a consolation component, I really want to kill after hearing my sister’s complaint.
My sister married this poor kid a year ago.
Missy, it’s a trick to take a few breakfasts and say something nice and get rid of someone.
You have to marry him.
The first months of the marriage were peaceful, but he was working more and more.
And do not return at night.
My sister complained a little, and he accused her of being ignorant: “If you don’t go to work and enjoy your life, can you take me seriously?” I’m sorry.
That’s when my sister started doing housework.
Those who do not even know where the broom mops are at home are married to a man who is scavenging for rice and oil.
On the day he was found pregnant, he was on a field trip.
My sister called him, he was impatient at the beginning and asked why he had to be disturbed by his work hours, and after hearing the news, he was too happy to come back.
He’ll be home in an hour.
My sister asked why she came back so soon.
He was on his way, and he laughed at her: “I’m going to be a father!” I’m sorry.
They say she’s been pregnant for three years.
My sister was smart enough to push him up with a stiff body: “There’s a place to bathe on the road.” I’m sorry.
The smell of the shampoo washed her tears.
He yelled at her, “Can’t you believe me once?” I’m sorry.
She believed him many times, in countless nights alone.
He ran out the other night after the fight.
And before he left, he pointed at my sister’s nose and cried, “Where are you going, now you’re running with a big belly?” What do you think? If you look down on me again, I have to have a baby! I’m sorry.
Not long after his mother came from the country.
You look after my sister.
“I’m pregnant and I’m stuck in it.” I’m sorry.
“I was drinking this square.” I’m gonna give birth to a big fat boy! I’m sorry.
Drinking like my sister threw up and down.
“I like girls.” I’m sorry.
She was staring at her eyes and spitting at her, saying, “It’s useless.” I’m sorry.
My parents came to see them a few times in the year, and my sister was so worried about them when they were too old to fly.
My sister had an affair with her to marry her, and I’m sorry to tell my parents that I’ve always wanted to endure it.
I was studying abroad. I couldn’t save the fire. She didn’t want to interfere with my studies.
Now the guy’s at work and he’s having a fucking foot massage.
My assessment of the family is based on the defence.
The doorbell rang, my sister’s eyes were red and raised her head from my arms: “It’s probably his mother back.” I’m sorry.
I’m the smile of a serial killer.
Damn old lady.
“What took you so long to open the door? She looked up at me and swallowed the rest of her words, “Who are you?” I’m sorry.
I showed up at the wedding. She probably forgot me.
“The landlord’s sister. “I leaned on the door and ignored her handbag.
Yeah, it’s my sister’s house.
She probably forgot about it. She thought it belonged to her son. I don’t have a daughter like you! I’m sorry.
“Of course it’s not your daughter. It’s not a species. Don’t put any gold on your face. I’m sorry.
I’m downplaying her and almost missed her.
My sister was happy, and the old man looked inside and started yelling, “You sit there and watch me laugh, right? How can I be so miserable to be such a daughter-in-law? I’m sorry.
I picked up what was in her hands and put it on the floor of the house, and she got so proud that I thought I was going to be soft, and I snapped in my ears, and it was so sharp and loud.
The world is quiet.
I closed the door.
“It’s too hot in the house to burn the old lady’s head and stay out cold and cool. I’m sorry.
Listening to the inexplicable scolding outside the door, I turned over the bag on the floor: “She’s got a good sense of silk towels, she’s got a lot to buy.” I’m sorry.
My sister stood up to her belly: “Is it too much?” I’m sorry.
I thought I’d get you some lime water.
She looked out of the door, worried, “What if the old lady drives us crazy? I’m sorry.
It’s our family’s seed.
I gave her a self-confident look: “It’s all right, your sister was also on the street.” I’m sorry.
Unlike my sister, I’ve been running around since I was a kid.
She dances at home.
I got into a fight.
I touched her for four months: “Are you going to be born?” I’m sorry.
Four months is no longer suitable for an abortion.
She nods her head: “Student! I’m sorry.
“Think about it, the child was born without a father. I’m sorry.
“Find another one. I’ll take care of it myself. I’m sorry.
I laughed, and it was good that my sister didn’t care about the garbage: “I’m not married, I’m with you.” I’m sorry.
I opened the door, and the old woman scolded her for breathing on the wall: “Come in.” I’m sorry.
She comes in and stares at us like we’re in the middle of something.
“Don’t be idle, cut me an apple.” I’m sorry.
“This is how your family teaches your daughter.” Two uneducated things! Wait till my son comes back for you! I’m sorry.
I’m having a bad laugh, and that’s what I’m talking about. I’m sorry.
“If I don’t cut the apple, I’ll cut you. Think about it. “I pulled a knife out of my bag and walked around.
I go out with knives and feel safe.
She looked at me in the eyes of the terrorists and went to the kitchen to cut the apple in disgrace.
“When will her son return? I asked my sister.
“Not necessarily, it’s possible to spend the night outside. I’m sorry.
Stay out the night? I don’t know. I don’t know.
I laughed, “Then make him come back tonight.” I’m sorry.
“Could he come back?” And my sister blinked, and she said, “Get his mother tied up or don’t come back.”
She made a sign about the neck.
I was like, “How can you be so violent in a civilized society? We’re not gangsters. I’m sorry.
We’ll be finished with the video.
I’ll get her cell phone and dial the man’s number. Good. Hang up.
It’s all right. Put on a micro-mail voice, and the words “Your mother is dead.” I’m sorry.
Lahey.
My sister looked at me and said, “Is this a civilized society? I’m sorry.
I shrugged my shoulders, and I was innocent: “I’m a bad person, and he hit me.” I’m sorry.
The old lady just came back with the apples and heard them.
“Be careful not to turn it over, but to cut it again. I warned her softly.
She shuddered and banged in front of me.
I put the apple in my mouth and put it back.
To the old lady: “Please go first. I’m sorry.
And she shuddered her face twice: “I gave you that. I’m sorry.
“My sister has taught me, since I was a child, to respect the traditional virtues of my elders, or you should go first.” I’m sorry.
It’s like talking under the flag of a primary school student.
She dared to say, “No need…”
Then she didn’t say it. I put apples in her mouth.
# Whoo-hoo #
She struggled, but I had the strength to pull off her dentures.
The last whole apple was in her belly.
“Let me guess what you ate. Rice water? Clean water?
Every time I say it, she looks ugly.
She threw up. I didn’t stop her, or I’d get dirty.
Just in time, her cell phone rang and her son probably saw the news.
I got it.
The sound on the other side was so anxious, “Hey, Mom, how are you?”
I was more anxious than he, and I cried with my voice, “Your mother, your mother, your mother, oh, my God.”
“Funny”? What happened?”
Dogs can’t even hear my sister’s voice.
Hang up.
You’d better get killed on your way.
Unfortunately, a millennium is left behind.
When he rushed to his house, he saw his old mother sitting on the ground.
There’s luggage piled around.
The old lady saw her son as a saviour, accused me and my sister of 72 counts, and added “I’m not alive” after every word.
I haven’t spoken to my sister yet, but the neighbor’s boss left, took a broom and fork her.
Hey! Can’t anyone sleep at night? If you don’t live next door, it’s a window. I’m sorry.
The old lady jumped out of her throat and was held by her son.
Her son noded his back and made amends.
It’s either rich or expensive to live here. It’s nothing like him.
My sister and I looked out of the cat’s eye, and the old man looked at us with confidence.
His daughter was often absent, and my sister gave him one for snacks, so she became familiar with it.
The two men were attacked in the face of the boss, who was very angry.
The man’s voice was down and he shouted in the door, and there was a sense of anger in his voice: “Four fun!” What’s going on? Let us in! I’m sorry.
My sister’s mood is stable: “My house will not enter outsiders today.” I’m sorry.
Outsiders? His voice was a little higher, and the old man was coughing and whispering, “How can we be outsiders?” What happened to you? You weren’t like this before, and today you are so disappointing. I’m sorry.
“I want a divorce.” I’m sorry.
The divorceee hasn’t spoken yet, so he jumps, “Where are you going when you’re pregnant?” Are you out there with a dick? You shameless thing! I’m sorry.
Her son was covering her mouth.
It’s not to protect my sister.
“I disagree! I’m sorry.
No surprise.
“What’s wrong with you?” I can change. You know how much I love you…”
No, I can’t listen to the pigs in my people: “She’s not happy with you alive, or you’ll die?” I’m sorry.
“Who are you?”
“Your ex-wife and sister. I’m sorry.
He’s in a hurry: “You’re the one who provoked us to get married?” Why are you so young? What’s wrong with your sister-in-law’s family? I’m sorry.
I haven’t spoken yet. My sister’s in a hurry. It’s my decision! I’m sorry.
He seemed to confirm that I was trying to make up my mind, and it was softly said, “I know that I had done something wrong before, but couples needed to get along, because you weren’t the big lady.”
A pig says, “You don’t have a mother or a father, you don’t have a father or a mother, and my sister doesn’t have to grind with such rubbish.” I’m sorry.
There was no chance for him to rebut it, and I called the security guard when he arrived.
He tried to explain on the wall: “It’s my wife, he’s angry with me…”
The security guards took him up and down. Why haven’t I seen you? I’m sorry.
He’s got a lot of property out there.
He was asked a little awkwardly: “I’m usually busy at work. I’m sorry.
“So you’re the head of the family?” I’m sorry.
“My wife is.” I’m sorry.
“What are you doing here? We haven’t had a good meal yet. I’m sorry.
He was not trained and was almost carried by security.
“And you, is this your son? Don’t follow me at your age. I’m done. You keep up, and you bring the pack. I’m sorry.
The security guard put on a raise.
I can’t make a fool of myself if I see my son being taken away.
“Wait for me two little bitches!” No one will take my grandson! I’m sorry.
I’d like to go back, my sister pulls me in, “Don’t worry about her, it’s just us in the house, don’t hurry up and get high.” I’m sorry.
I turned my eyes over, “You’re high, I’m not high, you take a bath and go to bed, I’ll ask you about your sins tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
“What is my sin?”
“He was bullied and kept silent. I’m sorry.
The next day.
Two men are sitting on their knees.
“Do you have evidence of his cheating? I’m sorry.
“There is. I’m sorry.
“Not too stupid. I’m sorry.
“No big, no small. I’m sorry.
It’s a familiar feeling to have her slap on the head.
The evidence is a chat record.
He used to be careful, his phone was with him.
When he got pregnant, he really thought my sister couldn’t leave him.
She tried the code several times while he was in the shower.
His birthday… not right.
Her birthday… she had no hope, no.
Quick, fucking birthday right.
Why does she know about her fucking birthday?
She can’t lose because the people who danced with her mother showed her daughter-in-law how to get up at 5:00.
The daughter-in-law of another man’s daughter-in-law started a month earlier, wondering if she remembers her birthday.
My sister bought her a hundred thousand bracelets.
Of course they didn’t say the price.
His mother was happy at first, and she went to dance, where she didn’t know what was going on, and then came back and called my sister a loser, and bought her this kind of sarcasm.
My sister couldn’t cook, she could cook a bowl of noodles, and the capital to show her out was chopped ribs and fried fish.
Did she get her hands full?
She was frustrated and told the man, and all he said was, “She’s your mother and you can’t take care of an old man at home every day.” I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, she tried to regulate the atmosphere and smiled at me with her chin: “I’ll do whatever you want for your birthday.” I’m sorry.
I took my tears back: “Thank you for taking a break.” I’m sorry.
I can’t.
She read his tweets, black out.
He has a category called “The Palace”.
Think of the hook-up as a concubine, a place, a seal, of course he’s the emperor.
Who is she?
She’s in the job classification.
She filmed as many conversations as she could.
In one of them, she noticed that the word “promise” was not very common, but that it appeared in the name of her hairdresser.
This is the mechanic.
In that line of thinking, she also found a “holy princess.”
It’s an executive of my company.
Then she filmed a little bit, and she found that the people in the palace were more or less related to her.
She threw up.
Physically.
She thought it was disgusting and then threw up in a few weeks before she found out she was pregnant.
I strangled my hand, forced myself to calm down, and didn’t do anything illegal: “These divorces will be enough.” But are you going to divorce him or leave him alone? I’m sorry.
She doesn’t pretend to be clean. It wasn’t me he could find such a good job? He’s paying off his salary. I’m sorry.
“But I asked my lawyer yesterday that cheating would only allow you to get more property, but it would be far from being clean. “To be clean, we have to volunteer.” I’m sorry.
“He can’t volunteer!” She doesn’t like it.
I heard myself crushing the ice, “Let him volunteer.” I’m sorry.
The company’s major shareholder is still my dad, followed by me.
They thought I had no man, married my sister’s company and caught me.
It’s a shame my family isn’t a feud.
I fired him.
I asked someone to send him a message to the vice president’s office.
He didn’t know it was me. He thought he was going to be promoted.
I was going to dump his face, and now I’ve changed my mind. I’m sorry.
He listens to the light and light wind: “Thank you very much for your leadership.” I’m sorry.
And We threw another bait: “You, the managers, will be transferred in a month. I’m sorry.
He thought he looked at me in secret and found out I didn’t say anything and said, “I think I can do it.”
“But I had a better place for you. “I’m turning around.
He tried to cover his face with regret: “I am under the command of the leader.” I’m sorry.
It’s like hanging a carrot in front of a donkey’s mouth, and it’s funny it’s dying to eat.
Anyway, I called you here today to announce something — and I stopped for a moment, and you were fired. I’m sorry.
He almost suspected he was wrong.
“No mistake. You have 10 minutes to leave. I’m sorry.
“Did you make a mistake and give me at least one reason?” I’m sorry.
You haven’t given my sister a reason yet.
But I told him with a good heart: “Because your left foot goes in, our company does not like the left foot goes in.” I’m sorry.
And We took his words before his mouth: “I am not joking. I’m sorry.
People who don’t like do things wrong.
He seems to have put up with it, “I am.”
“You’re my sister’s ex-husband. I’m sorry.
Let him die.
He’s overheaded and standing outside the company.
I was standing in the down window and looking down, and he had only one sesame dot as big.
He felt that he could do a career and that it was a gesture of ability not to reveal his identity, but he did not know that my sister had arranged for them, and that she had sent someone to clean up after every mistake.
Even if my sister had thrown his family out of the house, he would not have been in crisis.
Self-confidence to be stupid.
It’s okay, the story just started.
“How long can you be confident? I’m sorry.
I poked that sesame dot with my nails like I was gonna crush it on the ground.
It’s your turn to remove the Emperor.
I’ve got the executive. Her name is Chen Chun.
I told her that the man had packed up and left, that she had far better mental qualities than the man, and that she was invisible.
But it’s no use, I’m not trying to fool her.
I’ll send her the chat records.
Either work for me or leave.
She had not hesitated to choose the former, and the man had been accepted merely as the future chief.
The Emperor made her the only concubine.
Would it have been his moonlight if he had been willing to help him when he fell?
Try it.
She immediately sent him a message: “Why aren’t you at the office? I’m sorry.
The other side is entering…
“It’s a long story. I’m sorry.
It took her half a minute to enter, “I’ve been with you all along anyway.” I’m sorry.
He asked her to meet at night.
She promised.
“Have you seen his mother? I’m sorry.
She nods her head: “I’ve seen one.” I’m sorry.
“What’s up?”
“It’s hard to be mean. I’m sorry.
I gave her two assignments, one to take care of the garbage and the other to report to me about them.
The man lived at her house that night and offered to bring his mother to live with him.
She refused.
She said her mother would come sometimes.
“Are you going to watch us not find a place to live? “Is it true that our feelings are fake?” I’m sorry.
Yeah, Chan hates him.
But she was ordered by me to make another suggestion: “I can’t live here, it’s too risky if my mom comes and you don’t want to be exposed, right? But my friend’s house can be borrowed for you. I’m sorry.
He and his mother were living in the little old man I had prepared.
There was a leak.
Nothing.
There are needle-hole cameras everywhere.
My sister and I can watch them.
He was just about to get mad, Chen’s eyes were red, and he said, “I know it’s not good enough for you, but I’ve got it too, too. It’s too late today for you and your aunt to go first. I’m sorry.
It’s really late.
They’re not willing to live.
Chen Zheng hasn’t gone, but he’s in the ground.
The old lady said that where the planks were flattening her waist, Chen put the cotton blanket on it.
She can’t sleep at night, she can’t sleep with her teeth, Chen doesn’t sleep with her, puts towels on her face and changes them once in 10 minutes.
I noded, and otherwise, the service consciousness was in place.
The next day the man went to the house to rent and found that the usual card had been frozen.
I did.
He turned up his salary card and thought he was looking after his family, but he took my sister’s card, convinced him that he was the husband and wife’s property, and he didn’t want her to know.
You’re a loser.
Now he’s got the balance on his phone and a little card.
I don’t know when I’ll find a job.
And his old mother.
As soon as his “friends” heard that he wanted to borrow money, they were waiting for him to rise up.
What’s he gonna do?
He tried to hide it from his mother, but he wasn’t a fool.
They’ll know what’s going on as soon as they’re still living in an old man.
The old lady, used to be my sister, lived a few steps higher, made her hair nails, bought bracelets, and now she’s in a bad mood once she gets back to liberation.
Let’s go dance, put on a fat face, have dinner, a thousand dollars gone.
Her son, who asked for money at night, went out during the day to find a job, was upset when the cost of living for a few weeks was gone, and the tone was heavy.
That’s great. The old lady’s having trouble again.
I look at the images, I see the heart, love’s betrayal is thin, and the mother’s centrifugal may add a fire.
Behind the filial son of the mother was the flaunted capital of the son’s soft meals and the mother’s absence.
What if they’re gone?
It’s the old lady who can’t breathe first.
She’s been sick too long, and her dancers are coming to visit her.
I’m just kidding. There’s so many people in this small room, they can’t stand up.
She hinted at her son, “It’s no big deal to keep messing around with them, so what if she takes the house and gives birth? I’m sorry.
“I am a man! You can’t live with a fight? Mom, can you think about it for me? I’m sorry.
She didn’t dare say anything, but she said “good and good.”
A few days later, she met an old lady on the way, she didn’t know her, but she seemed to know her well and came to say hello as soon as she saw her. Why aren’t you dancing lately? I’m sorry.
She smiled stiffly: “It’s you. Something’s happened at home lately. I’m sorry.
“Where is your home?”
She said the name of my sister’s neighborhood.
“What a coincidence! I live there too! We’re just going back together!”
I told the security guard to beat up the mother and son.
She tried it the other day.
“I’m going to the supermarket. I’m sorry.
Let’s go together!
“I’ve bought more, longer. I’m sorry.
“It’s all right, it’s all right. I’m sorry.
She couldn’t get rid of the man without laughing.
“You don’t know the funny thing about her face. I’m sorry.
The old lady came back and painted the scene with us.
She’s the head of my sister’s building. She’ll help her move when she’s not pregnant.
By the way, she’s in love with the boss. My sister’s got a red line.
In any case, the old lady is completely out of control.
Sons pay less and less.
Chen Zheng also comes to knock on the side sometimes.
She was crouching at the door with a sunglasses scarf, waiting for me and my sister to come out and think they were hiding.
As she wished, I went out.
She comes up and pulls my hair, and I hang her with her scarf.
When she turned her eyes, I opened my hand and waited for her to breathe and began to play a poor old man who had been driven out of her house by her daughter-in-law.
Tears complained that my sister and I were ashamed of her country, because the husband and wife argued and threw her out of the house.
I suspect she had an actor’s dream when she was young, and she cried and felt it.
There was a growing crowd of people watching, and a number of people filmed videos, and the old lady got more excited, begging me to take their mother and their son.
And We pushed her without a look, and she fell down in the bush, in order to make it more like, and chewed upon the earth, and laughed to me, where no one could see.
Someone picked her up and pointed to me. I didn’t explain anything.
I just despise her.
I was escorted back to the neighborhood by security guards. The group was isolated outside the door.
Now the more proud it is, the more painful it will fall.
The reality is not a novel, and I can’t let him never get a job in his life. He may do a regular civilian job in the future, thousands of dollars a month, but I don’t want him to live that life.
The old lady was stylish, and the dancers couldn’t satisfy her vanity, and she had already registered platform numbers such as the tremors, recording her daily life.
Since she lived in high-level residential areas and was not dressed or dressed like ordinary people, she quickly accumulated many fans.
As soon as the “old man kneels for daughter-in-law” incident happened, she was recognized.
“Isn’t this Mrs. Cheung who loves life? I’m sorry.
Through Chen Zheng’s “problem”, she thinks it’s a good opportunity to make a fool out of me.
And they filmed the living environment.
In stark contrast to the past, this has led to large flows.
In addition, many of their relatives were waiting for them to fly up a piece of cake and testified in support of the response.
The dance group’s sisters were soft, short and stood up to prove that the elderly had been ill recently and that “may” had something to do with it.
The event fermented and the heat layer escalated, but I was delayed.
“It’s sad to have a daughter-in-law like that, but she’s just having a boy. I’m sorry.
“I knew the girls, I was in a bar in my teens, and my sister gave me some credit. I was sick, I didn’t say yes. I’m sorry.
“This is how couples fight? Women have to focus on the family at their age. Poor Grandma Zhang. I’m sorry.
“The rich can do whatever they want. Who forced the young lady to marry the poor? Don’t take your parents’ money without them! Don’t bully the youths!”
“Is the lady really the lady?” One of them said she’s a good-looking girl. Don’t be a second-hand man. I’m sorry.
It was also questioned why Grandma Zhang did not go to the security guards without the police, why her son did not speak out and believed one word, but was drowned by the above-mentioned sound.
Grandma Zhang felt the power of public opinion, looked at the comments, “sliding hands” and deleted neutral comments, and was proud of her ideas.
She hasn’t told her son yet.
The son would certainly disagree with her, and now she’s a little afraid of her son’s anger, and she wants to wait and prove that she’s “Ginger or Spicy”.
She thought that I would give in soon, under pressure from public opinion, and swayed into the neighborhood, and was thrown out, and received a warning, “Don’t think you won’t hit you.”
A mother and a son can get six months’ pay. The security boss is very professional.
Nothing else, we’re on money.
She’s upset.
Chen Zheng passed on to her, and now she is an officer of Grandma Zhang’s army, and she says, “In that case, put a fire on her and let her go out and get thrown into her eggs!” You know now there’s a business called the Navy…”
That’s it. She bought the sailors with her living expenses.
She was convinced that the money was a previous investment, and what would she want after taking it?
With the wind of the Navy, the matter was seized for a while.
I went out and I was recognized, and he scolded and tried to push me, and I hired my bodyguard to stop me.
That’s when I know it’s time to start.
After much silence, another master of the “old man kneels and begs his daughter-in-law” dropped several invoices.
It’s got a lot of luxuries on it.
Including the hundred thousand bracelets, the LV bag, the Emass scarf.
In the video of “Grandmother Zhang Loves Life” you can find a match.
As soon as this happened, public opinion wavered.
“It’s not like she’s just getting angry with her. I’m sorry.
“How about a few bags?” It’s not natural to buy for your mother? I’m sorry.
“If someone buys me these, don’t push me to yell at me, just don’t come around. I’m sorry.
The other party indicated that it had only once or twice used these items, and that they were in fact in the end with the daughter-in-law.
I’m just an excuse to buy.
Naturally, there was support.
I’m not surprised she’s so mean. I thought she used something dirty and threw it out with her luggage.
Anyway, I gave you a real estate certificate.
It’s my sister’s house. I’ll take their rent.
“I want my lady to live with Big House for free!” I’m sorry.
” Upstairs, if you’re upset, you’ll be kicked out at night. I’m sorry.
The response was to tell how hard it was for a wave of their sons to come out of poor counties and how they could afford to leave school in the middle of the city.
This time a lot of people don’t.
There are those who like to see the sale of evil, and who are above them in pity, and who think that they are messengers of justice.
There are those who are strong and who boast of the strong and dream of joy from heaven.
Most of the concern for “Living Grandma Zhang” is the latter, who is not interested in her now when she sees her strength getting weaker and weaker.
And when she’s putting up a good picture of her son, and she even throws a wave of girlfriends at him, I’ll put out evidence of cheating.
Chat records and classification.
No numbers, no specific names. They’re unlucky to be recognized.
Everyone around my sister knows her husband. It’s not unfair.
I didn’t release anything but Chen. She had another ending.
His small town writer inspired the crowd to collapse in an instant.
The girlfriends were powdered back.
Don’t tell me Mom didn’t know his son was cheating into an octopus.
“Grandmother Zhang loves life” is full of lies, so it seems more suspicious that she is recalcitrant in the front.
“I can’t believe I’m being used as a gun. I’m sorry.
“Upstairs, it’s not the old man who gets bad, it’s the bad guy who gets old. I’m sorry.
“The poor and the poor will not deceive me. I’m sorry.
“What kind of mother taught me what kind of son a little girl would be like when she met this one. I’m sorry.
“It’s not that I’m built up in my mind. I’m sorry.
That’s how online hate changes.
The elderly are not able to keep up with them, and they are suffocated with comments.
Chen Zheng reminds her a little bit: You’re not gonna be able to get the money back from the Navy? How can you tell him? I’m sorry.
Her eyes turned upside down and fainted.
Her son had just found a job, although his income was low, but he was convinced that it was only a matter of urgency.
When I came back to give good news, I saw Chen Zheng strangling his mother.
He asked the ambulance to go to the hospital, so he was anxious to rest and spend the rest of his savings completely.
As soon as his mother woke up, he told her to give her maintenance for his daily expenses.
How can she hand it over?
Eyes flipped, trying to get dizzy.
Didn’t expect her son to wake her up.
And Chen explained with kindness what his good mother did, without forgetting the last sentence: “Don’t blame her, she is also for your own good.” I’m sorry.
He’s so mad at his mother for “old, useless.”
He’s never been so scolded by a big guy, he’s not feeling well, he’s got his blood on his head and he’s got his dead husband.
Both of them were barking like mad dogs, trying to tear each other apart.
That’s when the phone rang and told him he had lost the job.
On the Internet, he was the son of Zhang’s grandmother, and the company would not oppose the crowd for a small employee.
He was informed by a young girl who told him, “Our company doesn’t take bad people.” I’m sorry.
He almost fainted in his head.
He has no money, he can’t even eat, and Chen is feeding him.
He went to work.
Everyone’s staring at the bottom. Nobody sees him.
No matter how hungry I am, I’ll always leave the first one to Chen Chen: “I can only give you a single one today, and I’ll give you everything from now on.” I’m sorry.
The poor ones can’t afford them, and they must buy them for Chen Zheng: “When they see them, they think you like them, and they want to see you happy. I’m sorry.
I asked Chen if she was touched for a moment.
She said no. She gave him all the money he bought.
She’s soberer than my sister.
That’s how my sister was fooled.
If that was the end of it, the Internet had no memory, and in a few years, he might be able to make up his staff.
A lover who betrays, a mother and a child who is distracted cannot give him a fundamental blow, and his favorite is always himself.
I want him to look down on himself.
Thanks to him.
Is he really in love with Chen?
He thinks he’s in love.
But he’s the one who hooks up with the little girls, takes people to the little ones, gives the only fucking LV out.
Other luxury items have been sold.
The price is very high because of the rush.
And they can’t give the original, but they sell it as a fake.
This LV is the fucking favorite.
And he gave it out.
He found in the bottom man the feeling of a former serf, singing, and in her eyes of worship.
I look at people in the camera, and I just feel hot eyes.
I found the little girl at the site, scratched his face and asked her to cooperate with me in a play.
She was short of money, her brother was getting married, and I gave her enough money to make a good life for her family.
So she promised.
No warning, I took him to court.
On charges of rape.
I’ve provided a video, which is the image of a construction girl struggling with a man’s life and leaving her alone.
How could he take into account the feelings of the ventilator?
He also thought she was playing with him.
It is she who cannot leave him, and he thinks so naively.
Counsel for the other party submitted that poaching was not evidence.
I said, “Is it wrong to install a camera in my own house?” I’m sorry.
The old one, but I prepared for them.
The evidence is solid.
He went to prison.
His mother went all the way for him, begged Grandpa to sue Grandma, kneeled down, but her previous lies and vanity had ruined her credibility.
Dancing partners don’t see, but point.
Relatives travel only when there is profit, and blood is like theirs.
She’s angry and anxious and sick.
No money, no hospital.
Relatives were forced to pick her up and yelled at her as soon as they failed.
After the police had informed them of the case, they were in a state of shock.
The slag male has escalated to rape.
And I and my sister were not so “bad” when everyone shouted before, but they threw them out of the house and gave them their house.
My sister became a good, innocent lady.
The solidarity of the security forces, the Grand Master and Grandma was finally found and became a solid testimony.
There are countless voices to be filled with.
“I’m a grown man, 185, six abs. I’ll cook with my kids. I don’t break the law. I’m sorry.
“Sister’s sex is not too bad!” I’m sorry.
On the other hand, he committed the crime of rape and was not cared for by anyone, and the prisoners despised him.
It’s just an air pump at the station.
Old wounds, new wounds, no good meat.
He started to bite his teeth hard, and then he couldn’t hold him back.
He wasn’t very good at it in prison.
Besides his face, he’s still clean.
From one day on, he found no one to beat him, and as soon as he was happy, he went to see his new brother.
Brother didn’t say anything, touched his face.
Since then, he’s been staggered.
Chen went to visit him and told him she was getting married.
She thought he could be the boss of the company, but he was so useless.
She despised him.
She didn’t believe a word of what he said.
Every word she says, his face is white.
He yelled at his mother.
She said her mother was disappointed in him, and she took the rest of his money back to the country.
He did.
It’s a shame you’re young, you don’t die at all, but you’re not far away.
Whether he was ashamed to see her when he found out what his mother was doing for him after he got out of prison was a later story.
Chen Chun, with good skills, my sister said to maximize the company’s benefits, and I sent her to Africa for a few years.
Let’s talk about it.
I don’t know the story after he got out.
What kind of work can a guy with a record do?
Wait till he gets out of jail?
My sister and I don’t know.
He and we are not people of the world.
We’re going home. We’re going back to the real home with parents.
Since they knew about it, they have been calling me constantly to ask me about it.
And tell my sister they’re waiting for her to come home.
I made them say to themselves and to their sister that they were at the beginning of their lives and that they could not wept as soon as they heard my sister ‘ s voice.
They’re going to fly in, and they’re going to fight down bad comments online.
And We stopped them: “Believe in us, we have grown up. I’m sorry.
They said they could help my sister with the baby.
But she refused, and she went off without saying anything.
I was mad at her at the beginning, thinking she’s being mean: “This month’s abortion is bad for my health, you know? I’m sorry.
“Sister knows that raising a body is a year and a half, and it is a lifetime. She touched my head and gave me a hand, “I’m sorry, you’re not alone. I’m sorry.
I didn’t cry.
It’s like the first time I was a princess’s sister.
And she’s not in the ivory tower anymore.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
