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My husband Qingmei's son has skin hunger syndrome and he insists on holding my daughter to sleep. The daughter cried and struggled, but he tightly covered her mouth and nose until her face turned purple and she stopped breathing. I rushed over like crazy, but my husband kicked me away and protected the mother and child: "It's not like you don't know how tormenting this disease is. Xiaobao has already had a hard time because of his illness. Can you not care so much?" Qingmei Surou even cried so hard that she was in tears. : "Sister, Xiaobao didn't mean it. He just wanted to be close to his sister. Who knew that my sister was in such poor health." Looking at the three of them cuddling together, I rushed out of the house holding my daughter's cold body, but was hit by a speeding truck. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my husband brought the mother and son into the house. This time, I looked at the little boy with sinister eyes and called my sister-in-law to pick up my daughter quietly. The next day, the whole family still took out a body from the bedroom.

When the company bought a meal together through a group purchase, I paid an extra 25 cents because I didn't use the discount coupon. On the day when the year-end bonus was distributed, my boss deducted all my bonus of 200,000 yuan. In the finance room, the boss pointed at the screenshot of the payment of 25 cents and spat: "As a sales director, I can't even control the cost of 25 cents. How can I trust you to hand over the company's business?" "Is this a matter of money? This is the attitude! This is a blasphemy to the company's assets!" "Let you remember this time, which means I am merciful. Someone else would have fired you long ago!" I looked at the boss's face that was distorted by the 25 cents and laughed angrily. OK, since he values ​​cost control so much. In order to save 50 cents on the printing fee, I will not sign the 50 million bill in my hand.