In the Last Days of the New Year, the Child in My Belly is the Monkey King
by Brother Hao
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On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, I was shopping for goods at the International Finance Center to send New Year gifts to my husband's family and my mother's family. The moment I picked up my phone and prepared to pay, a loud shout suddenly sounded in my stomach. [Hey, I, this old lady, what is the use of buying these few kilograms of yellow mud lumps? ! In another seven days, Jiuyou Xuanbing will fall from the sky and the earth will freeze. This thing can neither be eaten nor burned. Why buy it? However, the windows of this mortal house are like paper and cannot block the evil spirit of Xuan Bing. That's all, we're still waiting for death, it's better to be happy every second. My hand shook, and the phone fell on the velvet tray with a "snap". The counter manager's smile froze on his face: "Mrs. Jiang, don't you like it? How about..." I held her hand and said with a smile on my face: "Manager, do you recycle the old gold?" In the end of the world, gold pimples are useless! I want to become a hoarder and save my whole family!
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