Xun Yi'an still remembers the cheerful, lively and lovely Qingmei who always followed him and called her brother, not like now.
"What!?"
Zhou Pingle tore the lugworm open from the middle, blood burst out from the middle of the insect, and the internal organs flowed out.
Xun Yian held the bloody side and pointed it at her mother-in-law.
"Hurry up and put it on the fishhook yourself, I won't help you put it on!"
Intention: Don't rest on your laurels, but move forward bravely