People who are accustomed to being obedient are disrespectful to everything, and we really can't do anything about it. It's impossible to even make trouble. I want to give you everything I have, all my sincerity, but I don't even have the right to give it myself, so how can I give you the right.

Her daughter was taken away, but his father still loved her, and he said, "Let's go with your mother."

They happily packed up everything and left together.

Look at how big this house is, it's much better than the previous house. There are gardens and woods, there is everything, but there is nothing, it lacks too many things, it is empty, it has no soul, a little less love.

People outside will say, "What a beautiful scenery, how wonderful." ”

"They're so happy."

"I'm so envious."

But there are too many non-casual, everything is restricted, you only see the surface, but you don't know the inside.

They sat at the table, eating something, and there were delicious dishes on the table, and they sat in the banquet, and the aunts and grandmothers sat there with them, but some people never dared to move their chopsticks.

There is a famous dish on the table, it is called Dongpo meat, and there are some commonly eaten fish, shrimp and crabs.

The same is true of the clothes they wear. Just looks the same.

The man raised his chin and said proudly, "Hey, this Dongpo meat is really delicious." ”

The mother-in-law next to her nodded in agreement.

"yes, it's delicious."

"I've heard it's famous."

"yes, it's famous."

"Dongpo is a famous poet."

"Nonsense, how did this poet become a cook?"

"What, there are no surprises in this world, and it sounds new."

"Oh, what are you talking about?" The man spoke.

But neither the fisherwoman nor her daughter dared to speak, and the fisherwoman knew that the girl wanted to eat it too, but she had no right to speak, and the fisherwoman did not.

How could she say, "Taste it, we haven't eaten this meat before." ”

Because she clearly knows that she is not qualified, she has no right to speak.

They didn't say it, but they knew it.

It's just that they don't say anything to each other, and there's no way to point it out.

"You eat like this?" The man asked.

Both mother and daughter shook their heads: "No, no." ”

Sincerely, he never asks you if you want it, he will have everything ready, why don't you understand?

She can really endure anything and don't care about anything, but when the people she cares about don't receive kindness because of this, she can't help it.

The fisherwoman said that she had a stomachache, so she hurried out of the room and ran to the room to cry, but she did not dare to make a sound under the covers. At this time, where do you care if it is clean or not, and whether it is decent or not.

She knew that her daughter was innocent, because she didn't have his love, so everyone who was with her suffered and was not taken seriously. But she really couldn't help it. You said that after more than 20 years, you shouldn't take it for granted? But my daughter is not, it's different from her, this is the most helpless point.

She wiped her nose with a handkerchief, not daring to let the attendants hear, and at this time it was her greatest contribution to treat it as if nothing had happened.

Why is the man suddenly different, because the merman intimidated him that night.

He was holding the girls in his arms, and suddenly the red candle on the bedside was blown out by a nameless wind. He looked up strangely, only to find that this half-human, half-fish, was scared half to death.

He immediately tightened his clothes and shouted, "Youkai." ”

The merman warned: "Go and get your wife and children back, your baby is mine, I gave you my baby, you have to treat my baby well." ”

The man wondered: What's the matter, isn't that daughter my species?

It's his own daughter, but it doesn't seem to be a kiss.

What you do has nothing to do with your conscience, but it is all about human feelings. Helplessly, I can't give it myself.

She sat on a stool. Her face was blocked, her hair was well blocked, and her daughter came and asked, "Mother, I want to sleep with you today."

"Nope." She went first in tears, she fell in love with her not-so-good hair for the first time, and we all had heavy armor to hide some facts that had to be buried.

Her daughter was also well-behaved, she didn't feel embarrassed, and left obediently.

It's not that the heart is broken, it's just not understood. If a person with heart and lungs wants to live, he can only live without heart and lungs. It's a pity that it's just a deduction, some things are still understood, I know it, but others don't know.

The fisherwoman looked at the people she was very close to, but she couldn't say a word, she had to endure it, she had to hide it, this was the last thing to give, and the only thing that could be sacrificed. Really, it's quite tiring, it's so tired, you can only know for yourself.

Tears rolled down the tip of her nose and fell on her legs, but there was no sound, and she had no way to share, let alone share, because she didn't either.

You won't understand, that feeling of being oppressed by reality and forcing others away, and then everyone is afraid to come near you. The fisherwoman didn't even have a maid to talk to.

You see how good the street children are, they cry when they say they cry, 'wow, wow, wow', that's really happy, but the criterion for growing up is that you can not be happy but don't find others unhappy. So her grief can only be known to herself.

She sat in front of the mirror all night, the moonlight shined through the window, and sprinkled it all over the ground, she could barely see herself in the mirror, her eyes were withered, her face was sallow, and there were some wrinkles on the corners of her eyes and forehead, and some silver threads were very obvious.

It's really old.

There was also an eyebrow knife on the table, and she picked it up and caressed it very much. This eyebrow knife has been around for many years, and the day before she got married, Xi Po just shaved it, and she muttered: This shaved eyebrows, but if you get married, you won't be a girl.

She was still smiling sweetly at that time, and her mother said: "You really have no conscience, the eldest girl is crying when she marries, you are good." ”

She was happy and looking forward to that moment.

At the beginning, he was also a person who was a match, and he was also married to Ming Media, why did he have no feelings?

She took the knife and slashed at her neck, blood came out, along her neck, dyed her white undershirt red, and smiled on her lips as she did back then: Husband, don't forget Ming'er.

It's a pity that the merman is late, and he wants to give her happiness even if it's a lie.

When he was ready to make others pay, the fisherwoman's husband also found a master in the court.

He wants mermaid tears, he wants to live, and the two coincide.

The woman's body was hung in the middle of the courtyard, where a circle had been set up, and he had indeed come.

When people leave, their faces are black and blue. The scar on his neck was clearly bulging, but there was no blood. She was wrapped around a circle of red threads and hung like this.

The merman screamed angrily at the sight of it, and then cried very badly. This is probably the ugliest time to cry, and my face is distorted.

This red thread also entangles him, and the merman does not cry easily, and once he cries, it is a great sorrow. The tear is another beautiful bead, and it glows blue.

He cried and laughed: "You people in the world only love interests, and it is not true love that is above here." ”

He took the beads and escaped with a spell. He's an immortal, it's easy.

The merman held the bead and said, "The person who takes this bead will suffer for a lifetime." ”

Then he put down the shark beads.

The beads were swinging around on the ground, and no one dared to take them, and the merman did not come again after he left.

The fisherwoman's daughter picked up the beads, the truth is that the other party is a relative, and the good one is the one who pulls herself, a handful of and a handful of urine, and no matter how good an outsider is, she is never as good as this nurturing grace.

Because they are accompanied day and night, the rich and poor are still close relatives. It's always been the case, she's not the family's favorite, but it's still the family that treats her best.

Some people are miserable, and no one has ever loved her the most. This girl is. What should she complain about? No, we are different, so we can't compare with others.

Human nature is selfish, dark, greedy and cunning, we are struggling to move forward without being understood, but human nature also has love, and it is too one-sided to know half of everything. We all like to rush to be the wisest and most sensible person, who wants to admit that they are wrong.

Don't always think you know best.

She picked up the bead from the ground, and the people were amazed.

It's just one of the general crowds, and we will eventually disappear into the sea of people.

At night, the light of the bead blinded her, and she fell ill and died. It's too easy to die, it's hard to live. You can find thousands of ways to die, but it is difficult to live, and the world is difficult. Not pessimistic, true. How easy it is to get sick, how difficult it is to heal.

Everyone didn't dare to ask for this bead, so even the bead was buried with her, and everyone didn't do things to solve things, just to ask for their own peace of mind.

I picked up the bead: "Really cursed?" ”

Lu Juan smiled: "You try it." ”

"Are you that girl?"

"No, I'm a grave robber."

"Ah, you have earned all the money of the dead, and you have lost it."

When the bead came into my hand, I asked Lu Ju, and Lu Juan smiled and said, "What's the curse there, it's just my own inner demon." ”

The girl's eyes were blind from crying, and as for her death, she was depressed and sick. The curse is just a façade.

The preciousness of the shark bead lies not in itself, but in the owner who defines it, and the preciousness of the shark pearl does not lie in the owner who defines it, but in itself.

With food on the table, we picked up the dishes and chopsticks. It's not a taste in my heart.

"What's your plan?"

I was deeply confused, there was no one who could answer me, I didn't move, I couldn't do it, but I didn't move, I just put it.

Look at the scenery in front of you, look at the people who are far away. I always thought it was because I was leaving, so they withdrew, only to find out later that it was because I didn't move.

I'm not moving, everyone is moving, I'm just believing in an illusion and I'm just at ease. Brief paralysis, self-deception, and then secretly crying like a dog.

This is probably the hardest moment I've lived for so long, I sometimes try my best to explain, sometimes I try to hide it, I try to move forward but still haven't moved. Because there is no direction, the clearest thing is not what I want.

"I don't know, I want to be a god."

Yun'er smiled and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it." ”

The mother-in-law sank and said, "Why are you so unpragmatic." ”

Not pragmatic enough, I don't know the current affairs, I don't understand, I'm still stubborn, I have a lot of tears, I don't look good, I don't have anything, this is me, there are too many shortcomings, no wonder.