A short story about everyone's ghosts
I love my mother. She is so kind that she can punch to death and blind anyone who blocks my way.
I love my sister. She is resourceful and can cut through all the rumors with her iron teeth.
I love my sister. She, uh, she doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, and occasionally does housework. She's a good person!
"In short, I love my family. We are a friendly, warm and happy family."
"..."
"Uh-huh, it's all said and done, can you remove the knife from my neck now?"
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Due to the teasing played by classmates, the orphan Fu Ying was locked in a cemetery in the middle of the night.
Crying, jumping, yelling and screaming, Fu Ying stuffed his mouth with fresh tributes and cursed God for ten minutes.
Hard work pays off.
Fu Ying was struck by five thunders.
After waking up, Fu Ying found three more people around him.
They gathered around her, speaking with concern and looking like fire.
"Oh daughter."
"Oh sister."
"Oh sister."
They held Fu Ying's hand: "We are your long-lost family!"
Fu Ying, who was dizzy, followed the good advice and responded indiscriminately.
After a while, she suddenly realized that she was in a cemetery.
"Well, it's good to have a family. That's right," Fu Ying said hesitantly, "Why don't you have any feet..."
And...
There seems to be no shadow.
Ha ha.
It's over.
Fu Ying smiled and wiped away the cold sweat.
·Family love to the short story, relaxed to the
·From everyone having their own agenda to being willing to do so
·Let yourself go
Purpose: Healing children's souls
