Po Sa five
Feng Dacai often told them that if it weren't for the family business left by his father, he would still be the eldest young master with fine clothes and fine food, so why should he stay here to suck sand dust and make a windfall.
"The prime of life is not reluctant, looking forward to the children and grandchildren, before the white bones, the children and grandchildren are looking forward to the children and grandchildren, leaving an empty sentence that the children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. Ahhh......h He couldn't help but laugh as he sang and sang, and tears came out of his laughter, and his body trembled with his laughter.
"Fake it, you fucking sang it to me on purpose, fuck your mother, believe it or not, I'm going to beat you to death right now." Feng Dacai, who struggled to hear him singing clearly, dropped off the wine bottle, rushed over and grabbed him by the collar, and scuffled with him. A knife called Remnant Seventeen to pull him away together, and the fake way was still laughing.
"This is a joke that our ancestors have sung for generations. There are too many people in the world, who knows who is singing, it's all a play, and the show will be dispersed. The guilty go to hell, and the innocent go to heaven. The heavens have eyes, the earth has hearts, and men have delusions. The Buddha said that people have eight sufferings: birth, old age, sickness, death, love, separation, unwantedness, and resentment. The old man, who had a blue nose and swollen face, his long white hair scattered on his shoulders, wiped the blood from his nose and said with a smile.
"I know that you, a fake monk, just sing it to me on purpose. Don't stop me, I'm going to teach this old immortal a lesson today. As he spoke, he wanted to rush over, but was stopped by a few people.
The heavens have eyes, the earth has hearts, and men have delusions. Liao Xiaoyu, who was moving stones to the cart, silently read and recited this sentence, secretly looked at the old man lying on the big stone drunk with long white hair, and looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Ning, I don't secretly go to a bar to DJ anymore. Thank you for believing me in the first place, believing that I didn't touch that thing. Wearing sportswear, Ying Jin held a bottle of water, looked at the sun in the sky, and heard those talking about Zhang Ning's fingers.
"If you really like it, you can continue to like it after reading it. Just be careful in the future. Zhang Ning stopped wiping his sweat and looked at him with a sad face.
Many things can only be hidden in memories, and what cannot be said is hot to the heart and mouth. Ying Jing didn't say anything about the things that had passed, but he couldn't forget the scene where his hand was raised and fell, Zhang Ning fainted in pain and shed a lot of blood. He covered his eyes and couldn't help but shed tears.
Looking at a cold person, who is actually a very kind and kind person, always rushes in front of danger alone.
"It is a great honor for me to make you a friend in this life. Come on, keep going to practice. "You should return the football in your hand to Zhang Ning.
"You, you're weird. Don't listen to those useless rumors, it's over. Zhang Ning took the football, stood up and walked down the steps, back to the field.
"Ying Jin, why don't you come and sit still?" The physical education teacher stood on the track and looked at Ying Jin and shouted.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's always catching me." Ying should not like to play football, put down the water and reluctantly walk down the steps.
"Yan Ning, why are you on the boys' team? Defend the players, no, no, the boys have a lot of strength, you can't keep it. Ying Jin saw Zhang Ning standing inside, walked over and pushed her back into the girls' team.
"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Seeing Ying Jin's actions, the physical education teacher patted his forehead and asked.
"No matter how strong she is, she is a girl, and it is not appropriate to be a boy's goalkeeper."