After failing to arrest Zhang San 13 times, he was squatting on the roadside eating steamed buns. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the grass beside him and smiled slightly, "It's you."
"Auntie, auntie, open the door quickly"
"Here we come, here we come," an angry female voice came from the courtyard, "I am in my prime and blooming like a flower, what kind of auntie are you?"
"Here, this is your Zhang San, 10 cents." He stretched out his right hand expectantly, but was knocked down angrily.
"My cat is white, who are you trying to fool by making a black cat?"
"What's black and white? If you wash it, it'll be white." He pushed the cat forward again.
"Auntie, take a closer look. This is your Zhang San." Her expression became unusually serious.
There was a bang, followed by a "roll", and his vision went dark.
"Tsk, I don't have enough money for tonight's drinks." He walked back slowly, "Ah, it's a pity that I was discovered."
Concept: Ordinary daily life can also be called happiness