The lonely prosthetic eye beats the worker x the land prodigal boss
Chen Zeyu was kicked out of the house at 18:00.
I only had 500 yuan with me, and I saw an advertisement for a building for rent for 300 yuan a month.
The landlord was wearing a vest and holding a cigarette and asked him casually: "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"Wearing prosthetic eyes."
He wore prosthetic eyes in advance, and most people would not notice the difference from ordinary people. He was also surprised that the landlord could notice it.
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When he returned home from work, the packed meal fell on the floor. He squatted in front of his home, hungry and depressed.
Li Baiqing stood under the light, "Here, someone else made the dumplings for me. Give me the plate tomorrow after you finish eating."
Chen Zeyu didn't understand.
I don't understand why I wanted to be in the limelight for him. He was tricked in the alley, and the next day someone said with a smile that the two people solved it.
"This land belongs to me, and my people cannot be bullied." Li Baiqing said and smiled.
But he didn't understand him even more.
He thought that he was just a diseased tree that could neither grow leaves nor grow taller. Who would like a tree that couldn't block the sun?
But Li Baiqing was so mean that he insisted on setting up a tent at his place.
Purpose: Freedom is also our right
