A woman of this age has the virtues of being calm and thoughtful, empathetic, energetic, and shrewd and capable. However, the world's eyes often obliterate this beauty and virtue.

A woman of this age is a poem that she never gets tired of reading, and a woman of this age is a song that she never gets tired of listening.

Women of this age work and live in such a monotonous, simple, and repetitive way, and they have too many complicated affairs to do with the countless leisure places on the streets. It is precisely because they use their arms that do not seem strong, or even very weak, to provoke families and careers, that make our society look prosperous and stable.

Women at this age don't want anything in return from society, and they tolerate all this injustice with a broad mind. When you get along with a middle-aged woman, it looks like she has some vicissitudes written on her face, but you will experience a kind of beauty that you have never experienced.

If a fifty-year-old woman is compared to a book, then this book has a beautiful, delicate cover, a reverberating storyline, and a tenderness that makes people cry and break their hearts. A woman who is both poetic and picturesque!

For women of this age, beauty is a long drain, leaving them at a loss.

"Poof!" With a sound, the long knife of a ground-level low-grade soldier in the hand of Jiang Dashan's first wife pierced into the abdomen of Jiang Dashan's fourth wife. This happened very quickly. It can be said that in the blink of an eye, something happened. It was very sudden, and it didn't give everyone a chance to react at all.

Jiang Dashan's fourth wife never thought of it. He didn't die until he died, and he hurt a single hair of Jiang Dashan's first wife. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

Immediately afterwards, at this time, Jiang Dashan's first wife, from the belly of Jiang Dashan's fourth wife, withdrew her own prefecture-level middle-grade soldiers. At this time, the mid-grade soldiers at the prefecture level held by Jiang Dashan's first wife were dripping blood.

The moment the middle-grade soldier at the ground level was pulled out of Jiang Shi's mother's belly. Jiang Shiqi's mother glared at Jiang Dashan's first wife very unwillingly. Then, immediately after, Jiang Shi's mother fell.

And then, at this very time. Jiang Jiumei's mother hugged Jiang Shimei's mother quickly. Jiang Jiumei's mother, hugged Jiang Shimei's mother, and sat on the ground. Immediately, Jiang Jiumei's mother then wailed in great pain: "Sister, sister, you hold on." Sister, sister, you're not going to die. Sister, sister, Jiang Shishu still needs his mother. ”

"Ahem, sister, I can't do it. Ten beheaded this child, he was still young, so he was in trouble, and my sister took care of him for me. Ahem, sister, this kid is naughty. Ahem, sister, ten beheaded this child, if you don't obey, it will make you angry. Ahem, sister, don't have any worries, you should fight, you have to fight. Obviously, at this time, Jiang Shiqi's mother has already begun to explain the future. Jiang Shiqi's mother, every time she coughed, coughed out, mouthfuls of blood.

"Sister, sister, you'll be fine! Sister, sister, you won't die! Sister, sister, you hold on, your son, Jiang Shicho, still need you! At this time, Jiang Jiumei's mother, holding Jiang Shiqi's mother in her arms, continued to wail in pain.

At this time, Jiang Shiqi's mother, obviously, had already lost her breath. Just now, Jiang Shishu's mother, when she finished explaining the aftermath, Jiang Shishu's mother had already lost her breath. And at this moment, Jiang Shi's mother is just a corpse with some temperature.

Life is only a matter of a moment, and death is also a matter of a moment. - Schiller

Life is like this, in the blink of an eye, it passes by. This world is full of all kinds of helplessness and all kinds of bitterness.

At this moment, not only Jiang Jiumei's mother cried into a tearful person. Even Jiang Jiumei and Jiang Shi, at this moment, also cried into tears.

Originally, Jiang Shishu wanted to run to his mother's side the moment he saw his mother fall. However, immediately after, Jiang Shi was hugged by Jiang Jiumei. After all, there is still some distance between them. The children of Jiang Dashan's first wife are not decorations. If Jiang Shi ran over, he would definitely kill Jiang Shi halfway.

And at this moment, Jiang Yae and his mother are like bystanders. For Jiang Yae and his mother, what inheritance and property are not as important as their own lives. Life is simple and simple for a hundred years, and if you can live to old age, you are already satisfied.

Jiang Yae and his mother are not dead people. As long as they can not die, the two of them, that is, Jiang Yae and his mother, can put down their dignity in front of Jiang Dashan's first wife, as well as Jiang Dashan's first wife and her children.

Jiang Yae and his mother thought they were smart people. However, they are actually the most ridiculous people. Let go of your dignity and live a long life. Such a very long life, after the end, is it really interesting? I really want to ask Jiang Yae and his mother how interesting it is to spend their lives like this.

"Mother, mother, I want mother. Mother, mother, I want mother. Mother, mother, I want mother. At this time, Jiang Shi was in Jiang Jiumei's arms and wailed in pain.

At this time, Jiang Jiumei was already twenty-three years old, and Jiang Shiqi was thirteen years old. At this moment, in Baitou Village, far away in the sky, Ye Chen inside was only twelve years old.

"Mother, mother, I want mother. Mother, mother, I want mother. Mother, mother, I want mother. At this time, Jiang Shiqi was still held in Jiang Jiumei's arms. Jiang Jiumei refused to let go, for fear that if she let go of her hand, Jiang Shimei would be in any danger.

"Brother, brother, don't cry. Brother, brother, don't cry. Brother, brother, don't cry. Jiang Jiumei hugged Jiang Shiqi in her arms, and at the same time, Jiang Jiumei also cried. After all, Jiang Shimei's mother, that is, Jiang Jiumei's mother, is also very good for Jiang Jiumei.

"Mother, mother, I want mother. Mother, mother, I want mother. Mother, mother, I want mother. ”