Recently, a big event happened in Shigouzi Brigade - a young educated youth committed suicide by drinking pesticide! !
An eyewitness at the end of the village repeatedly lamented, "Oh, you don't know, that scene is always scary. I originally wanted to squat under the old tree and smoke a cigarette, but when I turned around, I saw a little girl foaming at the mouth in the grass, lying on the ground and smoking. It shocked me..."
The people around him looked shocked and regretful, "Why can't this kid want to commit suicide? He seems to be only 15 years old. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity!"
"I guess they dislike our poverty here and want to go home." Someone curled his lips and answered.
Aunt Cai, who was in the center of the crowd, rolled her eyes at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who doesn't want to go home? It's normal for this little girl to want to go home, but she just got distracted. I heard someone say on the loudspeaker that the body is the capital of something. Oh, anyway, it means that the body is the most important!"
"Auntie, it's revolution, and your body is the capital of revolution."
"Hey, that's right," Aunt Cai patted her thigh, "That's it. You must be more open-minded. You will grow up a lot in your life, so don't cry without regrets..."
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At this time, Liang Yunyi, who was lying on the hospital bed, said, should she regret it first? Or should I cry first?
[Actually, it's just a daily story about a short-lived parent who is busy eating melons]
