The 1960S Famine: A Good-for-Nothing's Flash Sale System

It is not recommended to enter the trap. Although it has a sense of that era, it is too frustrating. After reading a quarter of it, it seems that the wife said a few words at the beginning, and then she seemed to be a transparent mute. I was on tenterhooks every day, guarding against this and that, and I felt like I was staring at his house. Maybe this was the characteristic of that era, but what you wrote has no sense of experience and nothing else but frustration.

I don't know if it's to make up the word count, but every time I buy something, I have to emphasize how many coins I spent. The series of numbers become more and more ugly.

Not recommended

What did you write?

So frustrating

I can only say that besides feeling aggrieved, I am still aggrieved.

So frustrated