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For a while, war refugees have become a hot topic in the market, no matter where they go, they can't seem to avoid the controversy about it, even when waiting for the food in the restaurant of the Santorini Hotel, Ji Ran did not forget to debate with others, the other party is Xiao Xie, the manager of the wedding company we are looking for, the two people have different positions and argue with red ears and red ears, from the opening of new routes to the current world pattern, I slept the night before, and now I am sleepless, and I am drowsy when I listen, until Ji Ran grabbed my arm: "Ruguo, you come to judge!" ”
I laughed dumbly, Mr. Ji has always been a little machismo, thinking that women have no right to speak in politics, and it seems that he is in a hurry to argue, and he even asked me to make a ruling. Xiao Xie shook his head: "No, no, Miss Ru has no experience as a refugee, so she is not qualified to evaluate." ”
Ji Ran was indignant: "Can you find a real refugee to comment?" ”
The other party smiled slyly: "I forgot to tell you that my mother used to be a Vietnamese boat people." ”
After saying this, he glanced back, a thin and dignified middle-aged lady was walking into the restaurant, he raised his arms and shook happily: "Mom, here." ”
Xiao Xie's mother is in her forties, with an excellent temperament, like Wu Qianlian, a Hong Kong star in the last century, with quiet and cold eyebrows and eyes, which makes you feel that she is a person with a story at a glance.
Xiao Xie introduced her mother, Fang Ming, Gu Qianyi.
"The fate of an individual is not enough to judge the great events of history, but I can tell you my story."
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