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My mother-in-law's favorite thing to do is to get free eggs everywhere. Every day I am either queuing up to get eggs or on the way to get eggs. Ever since the "Golden Eggs" event started in the community, the whole family has been having a whole egg feast. My sister-in-law couldn't bear it any longer, "Brother-in-law, you are a top student, you know a lot, go and persuade your mother." My wife Yaya also nodded in agreement: "Yes, husband, you are the head of the family, your words have weight, maybe my mother will listen to you. You can't just watch your mother being cheated, right?" I had no choice but to tell the truth and reason, and advised my mother-in-law to stop in moderation. There is no free lunch in the world. After hearing this, the mother-in-law didn't go to get the eggs for a while. Unexpectedly, someone in the community actually grabbed the golden egg later - a prize worth one million. My mother-in-law cried and shouted that I was a lost star and would live in poverty for the rest of my life. She came to my house and asked my mother to pay her one million yuan. At her instigation, my wife beat the unborn child, and my mother was furious to death. Opening my eyes again, I decided to respect the fate of others. "Mom, it doesn't cost any money anyway. Please get more of these eggs!"

From a boy to a man, from playfulness to responsibility, from childishness to maturity, every man grows from a boy to a man, and every man has a child's dream in his heart. I want to talk about those things about youth and growth from a man's perspective. I admit that we are bohemian, and I also admit that we like to look at beautiful women. Maybe if you are mature and rational, you will think that we are fools, and even sneer at us, but which boy's process of growing into a man is not smooth sailing? Pay tribute to the girl who made us grow up, and pay tribute to the love that makes us tremble when we think about it.

Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will repay three rays of spring. A small grass, a small grass, a small grass with a name and a surname. In the bustling city, no one remembers its name. Walking down step by step day by day, there is only a touch of green as winter turns to spring. Tell yourself that you have been here before.