I returned home in a panic with my warehouse full of local dogs.

Last year's Land Rover was replaced with a second-hand Hongguang.

The village chief said you went to the wrong village.

Your parents asked you to kneel in the middle of the ancestral hall.

The village beauty Xiaomei stood at the door and looked around.

The tenderness she once had turned into coldness.

You were told to stand and not speak at the banquet.

The big fish and meat were placed farthest away from you.

The eldest brother slammed the table and shouted,

"Why are you coming back to embarrass yourself after such a loss?

The uncles and aunts watched coldly with their glasses.

Only Lao Wang next door smiled and persuaded them.

My cousin secretly took a photo with her mobile phone and posted it to Moments to mock her "prodigal son appearance".

I returned to the broken earthen house in the dead of night.

Looking at the account, I couldn't help but shed two more lines of tears. $BTC