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Yang Chen's name is really bad. When the dust settles, people are naturally ashamed, so this guy has been unlucky. He blamed his father for this. He was an old revolutionary born in the forties. Hearing his complaint, he patted his forehead. "Your boy is so proud! Dare to blame me! At a young age, he is ignorant and idle all day, and even doesn't have a suitable shape for work. Things that don't strive for progress! A few days ago, the leader of your unit called me and said that your boy is' half a can of water, tinkling' and his mouth is screaming badly. He always lets people wipe your ass, but he is still self-righteous and blames others for not giving you a chance! Your child, I am ashamed of myself. I was going to teach you a lesson, but you brought it to me. If this is a bad name, wasn't that football player named Yang Chen a few years ago? People can mix well ... "
After a slap in the face, this fellow was honest and continued to live in shame. I walked the zebra crossing a few days ago, but I accidentally caught fire these days and drunk driving to the hospital. He broke three small ribs and was injured for half a month. I was discharged from hospital the day before yesterday. It is said that there will be a blessing if you survive, and he also celebrated the new life with joy.
At the door, his mother ...
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