[Short story, first person, no CP, purely fictional]
The daughters-in-law in Chenjia Village have different signs of whereabouts, but the one who has always been decent from the past to the present is still the daughter-in-law of Chen Shikai's family.
But this wife is fine no matter what she is. But, just a little bit, silly.
Remember nothing, recognize nothing. I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it's going.
Later, the stupid daughter-in-law finally followed her husband to the city. Within two days of the good days, her husband died.
What to do, what to do.
I bought it. I taught others to buy it. If I bought it, I belong to their family. It doesn't matter whether I live or die. It doesn't matter whether he is alive or dead.
Home, yes, I have a home.
It's in 502, Unit 2, Building 2.
She wore a red cotton-padded jacket and had her hair tied in braids. She was kind-hearted and warm-hearted, and her face was covered with red slaps from the northwest wind.
Looking out from the village head, I could see the short figure stretching from the ground to the horizon.
Concept: She is an ordinary to precious girl who loves to laugh.
