A medium-sized restaurant has opened in the capital, and many diners are rushing in. They all say that the food is delicious and the proprietress is even more beautiful. I heard that she was a widow with children.
Chen Cheng counted the banknotes in his hand and looked at these eager diners. He shook his head helplessly and sighed: What good are women? It also has to be silver.
This was the thought until Chen Cheng saw the legendary pretty widow and realized that he was the most vulgar person.
Intention: Holding the ring and knotting the grass, not being responsible for life or death
