Lin Shui is an old man. He has participated in village meetings, gone on stage, fought against Japanese soldiers, and watched Qingming Night.
Uncle Lin Shui's life was so carefree and unrestrained that he was so happy that he forgot how many times he was shot and died.
Before Lin Shui died, he held a red flag high: Eighteen years later! Another one——
Then he fell
Lin Shui touched the student's face and murmured to the mirror: Mom, ah.
There is a new big shot recently reported in Jizhong
The boss drinks seven pounds of wine, the boss fights fiercely, the boss swears vigorously, the boss has fans in groups...
This is not important yet
After the beating, the boss engages in moral education. The boss advises the bad boys to be good. The boss ranks first in the city...
This is not the most important
But when the spirited young man from other areas was fucked with both his body and his wife, he took another look at that cute girl
Mother, ah.
Lin Shui has been holding back his pride.
Lin Shui saw Xu Yanqing glance at him and shouted in his heart, it's over, it can't be done.
Branch flowers! Lao Tzu!
How come his, mother, isn't a strip——
Ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Intention: I only hope that all the petty quarrels in the world will eventually find their way back, and that everyone will eventually be able to deal with the aftermath.