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Oops, the sweater is getting hairy again. Jin Ye put his head under the bed, with only his high butt exposed, and looked at the moldy white sweater with the same color leather on the collar. She liked this dress very much, it was almost a go-to outfit, but now it was covered with gray-green mildew spots. Jin Ye lay his body as flat as possible and crawled in again, trying his best to hold his breath to prevent the unpleasant, damp musty smell from entering his nose, and rummaged through his clothes with difficulty. There are also long boots that actually have a layer of green hair even though they were purchased at a 50% discount and cost more than 600 yuan. I usually don't want to wear it at work. After buying Jinye, I wanted to wear it on formal occasions, but later I found that there was nothing in my life that could be called a formal occasion. For a foreigner living alone in Beijing, apart from going to work, it would be considered a formal occasion to go shopping or have a meal in a mid- to low-end restaurant.

Sun Jian squatted on the ground, holding a welding gun in one hand and a mask in the other, concentrating on welding a delicate bent piece. His apprentice Dazhi squatted aside and worked diligently. Ge Xiaoyan came over, knelt down, and watched him carefully as he meticulously performed this delicate work. He gave him a thumbs up and said with appreciation that it was our brother Sun who could do such a delicate job so beautifully. Sun Jian ignored him and finished welding the last spot before taking off his face shield, handed it to Dazhi, wiped the sweat from his neck, and asked angrily, "What's the matter?" Ge Xiaoyan patted him hard on the shoulder and said it was a good thing, a great thing. When Sun Jian saw him snoring, he said, "If you fart, hurry up. I still have two days left to live." Ge Xiaoyan said dissatisfiedly, look at how hard you are as a model worker. Open your eyes and see, those two lousy wages can't be paid on time. Is it worth working so hard for you? Sun Jian remained silent.

She has a secret, and saving people is very important to her. The same goes for solving crimes, so through countless strange cases, she fell in love with this world more and more.

It was completely dark. Wen Yuemei sat on the sofa in the living room, lazily spreading her body on the sofa, staring blankly at the video wall opposite with her dead fish eyes, not moving for a long time. The video wall is made of shiny aluminum-plastic panels. The square red and white aluminum-plastic panels alternate with each other. The shape is novel and unique, and it shines with a different kind of light even in the dark. At that time, the decoration workers heard that their home was going to use aluminum-plastic panels as a video wall. They laughed so hard that they shook their heads like rattles. They rudely accused them and said, "Do you know how to decorate?" Is this your first time living in such a big new house? We have been doing renovations in the past few years, and some people have done plaster and wood work on the film and television walls, but we have not done anything like yours. Let's talk about it first, this is your own idea. If the effect is not good, we will need money to demolish it, and the wall will be messed up, so it will be difficult to modify it in other ways.

You ask about my relationship with my father? Hehe, there's nothing to say. All my life, I have longed for a father who I can live with, who is warm, touchable, and who can hang around my neck and act coquettishly - but life has just given me a shadow father. I could say I grew up in a single parent household. Single parent is a fashionable term these years, but my pseudo-single-parent family life began during the war years. What else to say? The true statement is that I, the only daughter, and my four brothers were abandoned by my father. Also abandoned was my mother, my father's original wife, who least deserved this fate.

The 26-year-old sister couldn't wait to marry her brother-in-law because she was worried about becoming a leftover girl. On the occasion of the wedding, his father refused to attend the wedding for some reason, and a war between son-in-law and son-in-law began. The father helped his brother-in-law change his job to a factory, but his refusal to say "dad" intensified the conflict between the two. More than ten years later, when the brother-in-law called "Dad" for the second time, things had changed... The relationship between father and brother-in-law became first subtle, then tense, and even hatred. If we trace the origins carefully, it probably started with the brother-in-law's impatient and over-eager "Dad" at the beginning of their marriage. The marriage of sister An Hong and brother-in-law Wang Zhi sounds dramatic, but it is not romantic at all.

I just turned on my cell phone that day, and with the sound of ding-dong-dong music when the phone turned on, there was an impatient beep. I saw that a text message came in, and it was from my niece. I still have her cell phone number, but I rarely contact her. I just went back to my hometown during the holidays and met Juju. All I know is that she worked hard outside, got married, and had children. I opened the text message and read: Auntie, I haven't contacted you for a long time. I miss you very much and want to stay with you for a while. Is it convenient for you? I replied without even thinking: When will you come? Even though we don't have much contact with each other, after all, we have a blood relationship that is stronger than water. When I learned that she wanted to come, my heart skipped a beat, and the sweetness index increased rapidly, and I felt the sweetness brought by family affection.