Dream Without Return

[No harem, not a cool novel, slow pace, slightly ordinary style] After several rounds of Spring and Autumn, a few people return, and a few cups of turbid wine bring a sense of sadness. "Xiaoer, why is there a fly spirit mark on your arm?" "My mother was afraid that I would have nothing to eat in the troubled times, so she begged me for this. At least I can live on feces." "Why does that guy have a mosquito tattoo?" Niu Lingyun asked, pointing to the person clearing the table on the other side. "Oh... His mother is thinking that in troubled times, there are too many people eating feces and they are all trying to eat them, so she just wants a mosquito that can suck blood." "Then what tattoo does your shopkeeper have?" "My shopkeeper..." The waiter was troubled when he saw this. He looked around and said, "My shopkeeper got the tattoo early. He was afraid of being a demon, so he got a dung tattoo. I don't know if there are people rushing to eat it now." "Hahaha! It's become a piece of cake!"