I Practiced and Turned on Plug-ins

23 years ago, a young woman lived in our village. She was unkempt, giggled when she saw everyone, and urinated in public without hesitation. Therefore, the daughters-in-law in the village often spit at the woman, and some even come forward and kick her, telling her to "go away." But she refused to leave, still wandering around the village with a silly smile. At that time, my father was 35 years old. He once had his left hand broken by a machine while working in a stone quarry, and because his family was poor, he never had a wife. Grandma saw that the woman was still pretty, so she became interested and decided to take her in as my father's wife. After she "renewed the incense" of my family, she would be kicked out. Although the father was reluctant, looking at the situation at home, he gritted his teeth and agreed. As a result, my father became the groom without spending any money. When my mother gave birth to me, my grandma held me in her arms and said with joy, "This crazy woman gave me a baby grandson." She held me in her arms and said happily, "This crazy woman gave me a baby grandson." But as soon as I was born, my grandma took me away and never let my mother get close to me. My mother always wanted to hug me, and she struggled to shout in front of grandma many times: "Here, give me..." Grandma ignored her. I'm so small, like a chubby baby, what if my mother accidentally drops me to the ground? After all, my mother is a madman. Whenever my mother asked to hug me, grandma would always stare and scold her: "Don't even think about holding the baby, I won't give it to you. If I find you secretly hugging him, I will beat you to death. Even if I don't beat you to death, I will drive you away." Grandma said this without any ambiguity. My mother understood, her face was full of fear, and she just looked at me from a distance every time. Although my mother's breasts were extremely engorged, I couldn't take half of my mother's milk. It was my grandma who fed me spoonful by spoonful. Grandma said there was "psychosis" in my mother's milk, and it would be troublesome if it was transmitted to me. At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty. Especially after my mother and I were born, the family often couldn't get rid of the trouble. Grandma decided to drive my mother away because she not only ate "idle food" at home, but also caused trouble from time to time. One day, my grandma cooked a large pot of rice and added a large bowl to my mother. She said, "Daughter-in-law, this family is too poor. My mother-in-law is sorry for you. After eating this bowl of rice, she will go live with a richer family and she will not be allowed to come here again, huh?" My mother had just put a large ball of rice in her mouth. She was very surprised when she heard the "exclusion order" from her grandma, and the ball of rice froze in her mouth. My mother looked at me in grandma's arms and screamed inarticulately: "No, don't..." Grandma suddenly lowered her face and shouted in a majestic paternalistic manner: "You crazy bitch, what are you calling me? I won't get any good results from you if you continue to call me." You're a wanderer. I've taken you in for two years, what else do you want? Just leave after dinner, do you hear me?" After saying that, grandma took out a hoe from behind the door and knocked it hard on the ground like Yu Taijun's faucet stick, making a "dong" sound. My mother was startled, looked at her mother-in-law timidly, and then slowly lowered her head to look at the rice bowl in front of her. Tears fell on the white rice. Under the close gaze, my mother suddenly behaved very strangely. She divided more than half of the rice in the bowl into another empty bowl, and then looked at grandma pitifully. Grandma was stunned. It turned out that my mother told her that she would only eat half a bowl of rice for each meal, and she just asked her not to drive her away. It felt as if someone had pinched my heart several times. Grandma was also a woman, and her tough attitude was just an act. Grandma turned her head away, holding back her tears. Then she straightened her face and said, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, and leave quickly. You will starve to death in my house." My mother seemed desperate. She didn't even eat the half bowl of rice. She staggered out of the door, but stood in front of the door for a long time. Grandma said hard-heartedly: "Go, go, don't look back. There are so many rich people in the world!" Instead, my mother came closer and stretched her hands into my mother-in-law's arms. It turned out that my mother wanted to hug me. Grandma hesitated for a moment, then handed the infant me to my mother. For the first time, my mother held me in her arms and smiled with a smile on her face. Grandma, however, felt like she was facing a formidable enemy, and held her hands under my body, fearing that my mother would get mad and throw me away like trash. Mom held me for less than three minutes, and grandma couldn't wait to snatch me away, then turned around and went into the house and closed the door. When I realized what was going on, I realized that except for me, all the other friends had mothers. I asked my father for it and my grandma for it. They said, "Your mother is dead." But my friend told me: "Your mother is a lunatic and was driven away by your grandma." I started arguing with my grandma and asked her to give my mother back. I also called her "Grandma Wolf" and even threw the food she served me all over the floor. At that time, I didn't have the concept of "crazy". I only knew that I missed her very much. What did she look like? Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, actually came back. That day, several friends rushed over to report: "Xiaoshu, come and see, your mother is back, your crazy mother is back." I was so happy that I ran out, and my father and grandma chased after me. This is the first time I can remember I saw my mother once. She was still in rags, and there were some withered grass in her hair. God knows she lived in that haystack. Night. My mother didn't dare to enter the house, but she sat facing my house on the stone roller in the rice field in front of the village, holding a dirty balloon in her hand. As I stood in front of her with a group of friends, she eagerly searched among us for her son. Mom finally stared at me, dead The ground stared at me and called me with a cracked mouth: "Small tree... Ball... Ball." She stood up and kept raising the balloon in her hand to please the ground. Put it into my arms. But I kept moving back. I was so disappointed. I didn't expect that the mother I thought about day and night would look like this. Image. A friend was yelling at the side: "Xiaoshu, do you know what a lunatic looks like now? That's what your mother is like." Of. "Grandma and father took my mother through the door. Back then, after my grandma kicked my mother away, her conscience was tortured. As she aged day by day, her heart could no longer harden, so she took the initiative to keep my mother. My boss was not happy because my mother had lost my face. I never looked good on my mother, I never took the initiative to talk to her, and I never called her "mother". The communication between us was mainly based on my yelling, and my mother would never dare to talk back. The family couldn't keep my mother in vain, so my grandma decided to train her to do chores. When working in the fields, grandma would take my mother out to "observe" her. If she didn't obey, she would be beaten. After some time, grandma thought that my mother had been trained by her, so she asked her to go out alone to cut pig grass. Unexpectedly, it only took my mother half an hour to cut two baskets of "pigweed". When grandma saw it, she was anxious and panicked. What her mother was cutting was the rice that was being pulped and eared off in someone else's field. Grandma scolded her angrily: "Crazy woman, you can't tell the difference between grain and grass..." When grandma was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, the owner of the rice field came and said that grandma had deliberately instigated it. Grandma was so angry that she took out a stick and hit my mother on the lower back in front of others, saying, "I'll beat you to death, you crazy bitch. Get away from me..." Although my mother was crazy, she still knew the pain. She jumped and dodged the stick, wailing "No, no..." Incessantly. In the end, they couldn't see it anymore and took the initiative to say, "Forget it, we won't pursue it any more. We'll just have to watch her more strictly from now on..." After the storm subsided, my mother lay on the ground sobbing. I said to her contemptuously: "You can't tell the difference between grass and rice. You are such a pig." As soon as I finished speaking, I received a slap on the back of my head, which was from my grandma. Grandma stared at me and scolded me: "Little bastard, what are you talking about? If you keep doing this, she is your mother too!" I curled my lips in disdain: "I don't have such a stupid and crazy mother!" "You are getting more and more shameless. See if I don't hit you!" Grandma raised her hand again, and then I saw my mother jumping up from the ground like a spring, lying between me and grandma. She pointed at her head and shouted, "Hit me, hit me." I understand, my mother asked grandma to hit her, not me. Grandma's hand raised in the air dropped down, and she murmured: "This crazy woman knows how much she loves her children!" Not long after I went to school, my father was hired by a professional fish farmer in a neighboring village to guard the fish pond. He could earn 50 yuan a month. My mother still went out to work under the leadership of her grandmother, mainly hunting pig grass, and she didn't cause any big troubles. I remember one winter day when I was in the third grade of elementary school, it suddenly started raining, and my grandma asked my mother to give me an umbrella. My mother may have fallen several times along the way, and she was like a mud monkey. She stood by the classroom window and looked at me with a silly smile, and shouted: "Tree... Umbrella..." Some classmates laughed. I was on pins and needles, hating my mother with itching teeth, hating her for being ignorant, hating her for embarrassing me, and even more hating Fan Jiaxi who took the lead in making noises. While he was still imitating exaggeratedly, I grabbed the pencil case in front of me and threw it at him, but Fan Jiaxi dodged it. He rushed forward and grabbed my neck, and we started fighting. I was small and no match for him, and was easily pinned to the ground by him. At this time, a loud roar of "Ouch" was heard outside the classroom, and my mother ran in like a hero, grabbed Fan Jiaxi, and dragged her outside the room. It is said that madmen are very powerful, and it is true. My mother lifted the bully Fan Jiaxi into the air with both hands. He was so frightened that he cried for his father and called his mother, and kicked his chubby calves in the air. His mother ignored him and actually threw him into the pond in front of the school, and then walked away with an indifferent expression. My mother got into a lot of trouble for me, but she acted like nothing was wrong. In front of me, my mother regained her timid demeanor and looked at me flatteringly. I understand that this is maternal love. Even if she is delirious, maternal love is sober because her son has been bullied by others. I couldn't help but scream at that time

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Basic formula for fantasy novels. . [Sweat] Upgrade, fight monsters and pick up treasures, Cave Academy Auction After completing the mission, go to the dungeon and change the map of the fairy world. He is extremely talented and has good bones. One year of practice is worth ten years. I am a multi-faceted expert in refining alchemy, practicing weapons and formations. There is an old man in the ring, and a pet is a mythical beast Bai Fumei fell in love with me, even if the protagonist is very funny. Occasionally visit roadside stalls and buy bricks on a whim After returning home, I found a broken version of the ancient artifact. The beauty is hungry in the mountains, a roast chicken makes Fangxin happy The technique of roasting chicken is very delicate, specially designed for picking up girls. A love triangle between the male protagonist and the female protagonist, and the male protagonist is surrounded by beauties. The tiger's body shook, and his domineering energy leaked out. I will accept all the beauties, my little brother. There is no limit to the villain's abilities, just send your subordinates to give you experience The partners are all scumbags in fighting, and they stay on the sidelines to show off their surprise during the fight. Lots of ideas, good luck, junk skills turn into treasures You can sweep across the same level, and it's not difficult to fight across levels. Even if he is a waste now, he will definitely become a genius in the future Feng shui will take turns for thirty years. Don't expect me to be poor when I am young. A continent is so big that it can accommodate a population of 10,000 trillion The two ends are several light years apart, and I can cross them in three months. Although there are many countries, the customs and culture are all the same Currency grade weights and measures, commonly used in mainland China. The master is very powerful and can destroy the world with one move But after tens of thousands of years of fighting, the mountains and seas still look the same. The protagonist is always healed when injured and will never become disabled It doesn't matter if you never go to school, reading and writing are natural skills. You open your mouth and shut up to defy heaven. What does God owe you? Use the halo magic skill to activate plug-ins and kill immortals, Buddhas and demons at will.

I really like you, like the wind has traveled eight thousand miles. The glacier I saw when I went north was you, The aurora I went south to pursue was you, The prayer flag I used to wander westward was you, The Brahma Sutra that I came from the east to take refuge in is you. Why like? "Blushing, heartbeat, no words." Can you be specific? "Insomnia, anxiety, often talking in sleep." Can you be more specific? "The rest of my life is all yours." What is affection? "Early spring, summer, late autumn." Can you be specific? "Early morning, afternoon, late at night." Can you be more specific? "Thinking of you." What is a partner? "Firewood, rice, oil, salt, wooden fence." Can you be specific? "Coarse tea, light rice, holding hands." Can you be more specific? "With you." What is seeking? "The setting sun, the rising sun, seven thousand miles away." Can you be specific? "Summer rain, winter snow, ninety thousand hectares." Can you be more specific? "Following you." Why be lucky? "Cool breeze, scorching sun, no disturbance." Can you be specific? "When we are apart, when we are together, we never forget our original intentions." Can you be more specific? "I have you for the rest of my life." What is the rest of life? "The morning glow and the setting sun are as light as water." Can you be specific? "Early morning and midnight, warm as light." Can you be more specific? "It's all you." What is loneliness. "Breeze, bright sun, no smile." Can you be specific? "Hug on the left, hug on the right, no sex." Can you be more specific? "Not you." What is concern? "High mountains and secluded waters have never made me happy." Can you be specific? "Looking back, I shed silent tears and my voice was hoarse." Can you be more specific? "You leave." What is missing? "The sun, the moon, the stars, the rain falling in the wilderness." Can you be specific? "Mountains, rivers, smokey lakes." Can you be more specific? "Everything is you, there is no hiding." What is hopeless? "There is no cure, no cure." Can you be specific? "Both Bian Que and Hua Tuo have no idea." Can you be more specific? "Missing you makes me sick." What is hope? "Morning, dusk, sunset and moonrise." Can you be specific? "The air, the smell, the breeze and the sun." Can you be more specific? "Always pray, never cross paths." What is stunning? "Yangtze River, sunset, snow on the mountains and rivers." Can you be specific? "Qing Ming, Can Xia, a thin line of sky and water." Can you be more specific? "Not as good as you." Why despair? "The sun sets, the moon sets, and the heaven and earth are silent." Can you be specific? "Morning breeze, sunset, everything is lifeless." Can you be more specific? "I won't see you." What is regret? "Missed, late, too late" Can you be more specific? "I'll come, you go, we'll talk about gossip instead of love." Can you be more specific? "In the Mood for Love, I missed you." What is a floating life? "Three meals, four seasons, seventy or eighty years." Can you be specific? "One house, one person, lonely life." Can you be more specific? "Without you, everything is floating."

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I still like you very much, like a deer hiding in the deep forest standing alone, timid and looking forward to the end. I still like you very much, as obsessed as drinking poison to quench my thirst. No medicine can cure it. I still like you very much, like rain falling 70,000 meters from the sky, not afraid of turning into mud. I still like you very much, like the sunshine all over the city and the spring breeze ten miles away. I still like you very much, like a mulberry tree moving across the sea or a bridge planting in the north, out of season. I still like you very much, like a soldier riding alone, with enemies in all directions. I still like you very much. Du Ruo is old and defeated by Cha Mi. I still like you very much, just like the dead grass burns out and the wind rises again last night. I still like you very much, like a hermit drinking in the mist of the mountains and getting drunk with the afterglow at night, and my mood is as clean as a ray. I still like you very much, like a worm shaking a tree without overestimating its own abilities. I still like you very much, like a dream demon falling into a boundless dream, sleeping deeply and unable to wake up. I still like you very much, like sand in my eyes, tears like rain. I still like you very much, just like year after year, the weeds are meandering all over the mountains. I still like you very much, like a roc that rides on the wind for ninety thousand miles, and cannot rest on a tree. I still like you very much, just like grinding and dyeing plain clothes, enjoying the fragrance. I still like you very much, just like Jiuqing Shenglan, the heart is still in love, the west city sings and sings, the brocade lingers and the phoenix breathes. I still like you very much, like a silkworm willing to reel silk, regardless of life or death. I still like you very much, like the spring breeze ten miles away, not as good as you. I still like you very much, even if we never meet again in this life.

Three lines of love letter: 1. When you look into the distance In fact, I'm right next to you accompany you 2. Endless confession Indelible memories Endless rest of life 3. I still like you very much It's like this sky full of stars Everywhere you look 4. I am a simple person I don't really want much there is only one you 5. You hold your head up and watch the fireworks with a charming smile. I turned sideways and looked at you with deep eyes The fireworks in your eyes are more beautiful 6. I hope you have lights when it's dark There is an umbrella when it rains Be with me on the road of life 7. It would be nice if there was no jet lag When I like you, you also like me This should be the most beautiful look of love 8. I would like to take you to enjoy the afterglow of the early winter sunset. I would like to accompany you, dancing with cold osmanthus in the late summer Just once, I'll have you with me in winter and summer 9. I walked 1,350 kilometers After countless storms Just to meet you in the crowd 10. I thought I was standing at the end of the world But I never escaped your eyes Maybe this is our story Brothers who need to confess: I wish you happiness!

When a plug-in meets a poor boy, what kind of sparks will happen? Zhou Heng's time travel is quite worthwhile. Although he is a bit poor, he has cheats on his own. Zhou Heng is also cheating on his life. Now after the martial arts competition, Zhou Heng is rich and no longer has to plan carefully what to eat every day. Sure enough, a cheating life is always enviable.

After reading two chapters, it's both clever and naive, and it's so poisonous that I can't stand it. Goodbye!