
Siheyuan: Trying to Scrounge at a Funeral? That's a Death Wish!
四合院:趁丧事来薅羊毛?找死!
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 278k Words
- Genre
- Fanfiction
- Subgenre
- Film & TV Fanfiction
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
110Chapters
15.9kReads
289Flowers
10.0Score
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Reader comments 19
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Is the author an orphan in reality? Kill your own mother to death just to pretend to be a b*tch?
Sophora japonica was born before, and now she has a big belly, and now she is an engineer with a hundred, and now she is fifty. Don't you read the manuscript after you finish writing it? Put them together front and back, these are all on the shelves.
To be honest, there weren't many good people in that era, so don't write about such ** people, okay? It looks uncomfortable and frustrating
I don't know where I can copy it from.
The second uncle is a level 7 worker, and the first uncle is a level 8 worker, whose salary is higher than that of an engineer?
Practice stalls in that era. . . I have to say that I am really brave! In those days, there were only two ways to make money repairing electrical appliances. Either affiliate with a big factory and get an identity, or work in a recycling bin to get it secretly. Do you really think engineers are so precious? Engineers of that era had to go through the political review first, and then consider their professional abilities. Unless you are a world-class expert in a certain profession. If you, the protagonist, do what you do, it will be a complete suicide. I am speechless.
Is this a repost? I feel like I've seen it before.
I'm afraid there's something wrong with the author. In what age did you dare to set up a stall to repair electrical appliances?
What kind of book can be written in this kind of writing style, with a preface that doesn't match the subtitles?
You must at least have some basic legal knowledge.