Mom rushed out of the kitchen without saying anything, she raised her arm to fan the next scene directly into the **, she finally lost control, and twisted the rag in her hand like a father killer: "You just have a hard mouth, you are left! ”

Naturally, I didn't sit stupidly and waited, so I quickly grabbed my bag and coat, and shook the door to shake the lime, running and scolding.

"Will you die if you don't get married? Will you go to jail if you don't get married? Only you think so, I make you feel uncomfortable, right? Make you lose face, right? Then don't worry, I will guarantee that you will definitely cut off your children and grandchildren in the future! You don't have to worry, just leave it to me!"

My mother's fingers were fiercely searching for something on the table, and she grabbed the ceramic water that was closest to her, and threw it at me neatly, a beautiful arc in the air, clumsy but also tragically shattered on my heels, and the porcelain splashed everywhere, and I ran with my feet and rushed out of the eye of the storm.

"Others say that my daughter is my mother's intimate little padded jacket, what about you?

I was so angry that I almost cried, because I couldn't forgive my mother's statement, I felt that her words were cold and cruel, she insisted on the policy of "broadcasting seeds, collecting grain", and had an indomitable will, and forced me to "pick up customers and blind dates" in all kinds of tricks—that was the source of my anger.

But it turned out that what she said was exactly the stubbornness that I couldn't refute, and she wanted to send me out of the door, put on my wedding shoes, Rui two bowls of rice balls to express harmony and beauty, and set off firecrackers in front of the house, wanting to change the content of my household registration book.

And I can only rely on my own stubborn resistance in the corner of "hard mouth", like the cat and mouse of cartoon TV. Can these efforts be achieved? How can I work hard? When I go to Qingcheng Mountain to burn incense, throw more 100 yuan bills into the incense sticks? Look at the constellations and gossip to decide whether I will wear red or gray today? Even if I was not hit by a car before I turned 20 and remained young forever, it is also natural to grow older.

Damn! I was so angry that I ripped off two trench coat buttons in one go.

The slow pace of going downstairs is as good as it is now, my love should be much fresher, it should appear in the book, those words that are both hot and absurd, writing about a handsome pot with six-pack abs (the object is Clark Gable), on the other side of the island across the sea, shouting "Amy, I love you" without shame

Finally walked downstairs, our area, are the same old yard as my house, alleys, built in the eighties, these miscellaneous courtyards live more than a dozen families, the structure of this kind of building is extremely simple, the cost is also very low, brick structure, not even a tile sticked, it looks particularly old, and there is a strong age house, is a product of a special era.

I grew up in such an environment, and some people say that children from poor families are prone to go to two extremes in terms of personality, either extremely self-esteem or extremely low self-esteem, and I don't know which one I belong to. God rewarded me with an Amway that can eat with my face, but since I was a child, I have been fighting with the boys in the yard, and I don't want to die in a fight, so of course I have hidden the essence of my youth when I grow up.

My family started talking about demolition 10 years ago, but 10 years later it is still standing. Naturally, there was no private parking space, so I had to park my black car in the open parking lot outside the alley.

If it weren't for the fact that my home was so far away from the company that I had to reverse the car three times to get there, I wouldn't have bought a car. Although it is a manual transmission car, I earned it within a year of working hard.

Who said that leftover women are older young women with high education, high income, high IQ, and impeccable appearance, because they have relatively high requirements for mate selection, resulting in no ideal destination in marriage, and becoming "leftover women"?

The reason I am left is because I have dealt a fatal blow to this person who is not interested in marriage through a long-term parent-in-law short drama, what "ten men and nine amorous, ten women, only one can make a man romantic?" Life is in a big tragedy: beauty will be old, love will be cold, and marriage will be old.

Of course, Gu Ming's derailment crushed the last straw.

Since then, I have been on the road of letting myself go, going farther and farther, just like my best friend Lisa has no scruples and directly debunks the essence: "Amy, you are a woman, other women always try their best to find a way to solve cheating in love, and you always solve the man first, how many men dare to act as a tiger hero in front of you? You are the real tiger heroine, with a knife in your hand, without any disobedience." ”

Thank her uncle for the compliment.

I drove, looked through the mirror, and smiled, I want to do something today, it's time to distance myself from Chen Wenlie.

We are in a coffee house according to the agreement, this love coffee house is relatively petty bourgeoisie, men and women in love love to come here for a little love, and talk about the world without bounds.

Chen Wenlie came earlier than I agreed, and he had already selected a booth near the window, and Chen Wenlie, a public official of a state-owned enterprise, had no more hair on his head than on the strings of the guqin. This person, although good, always seems to be missing something.

That's right, that's called wearing out, because the pols shirt he wears will consciously tie the last button, causing me to always look at the twist button under his throat, always worried that they will suffocate him inadvertently, so that I can always worry about the need to do a good job of manual first aid.

What's more, on a first date, at a dinner, I approached him and calmly watched him nibble on chicken farts for twenty minutes. It's true, I swear. I didn't know anything else about his privileged life that wasn't depressing, but I almost yelled, "Please let it go!

When I went home after that meal, I didn't have the courage to go to WC for two days, and as soon as I unbuttoned my waistband, I felt a gust of wind. I pray that the café refuses to buy him chicken fart/shares today.

Even so, I am worried that it would not be too ...... to talk to him today Cruel.

He was wearing a pols shirt as always, and he looked serious, and I swallowed because he looked very happy.

Although we had a brief contact, I always talked about it from the left, and wanted to keep him by my side, telling him to do this and that, of course, I would sometimes please him: "Without you Chen Wenlie, I don't know how to do many things?"

Sometimes, even Lisa couldn't look at it, and refuted me, asking me not to give him too many illusions, and to alienate him at the extreme, so as not to miss the good youth of others, I retorted to her: "Beautiful women have no conscience." ”

Yes, he acted as a temporary couple for me, the legendary spare tire role.