When I dragged on my slippers and went out to buy groceries, my mother was gathering people to gamble, and there were a bunch of aunts and six wives playing mahjong and swearing at home. For example, Aunt Zhang next door, she has always been dissatisfied with her prospective daughter-in-law, so she came to my house every day to complain. Selling her "Golden Sea Turtle" son Zhang Zhengyi to me-in fact, it's almost the same without the word "Golden Sea". Did she think I didn't know that Zhang Zhengyi's graduation certificate was bought with money? I, the illustrator Charlotte, choose a spouse at least like the Master of Longevity. Just looking at the photos on his blog, I know that he must be a superb man full of knowledge and talent, not to mention that he is also a prophet, so I recently Especially infatuated with him.

Today there is another gossip saying that this prophet is going to hold a signing event for his first book "The Autobiography of the Master of Longevity: Thirty Years of Fortune Telling". Before I had time to confirm the authenticity, I was kicked out by the old lady to buy vegetables, but this news can still make me feel empty all the way-my head has been empty for twenty years, and it is really unreasonable not to stuff something into it. To put it mildly, it's called intellectual curiosity. It's like men in this era, as long as they wear the titles of XX master, XX scientist, and XX expert, they will appear to be of a higher level, no matter whether your clothes are straw bags or tofu brains.

But I firmly believe that Master Changsheng is worthy of the name, after all, he has made so many true prophecies. I was alone with a smirk on my face, and went downstairs to the clothing street first, from Adi Wang to Fan Tianzhe, this place specializes in copycats, I am not a person who often has spare money to buy clothes, so most of the time these colorful clothes It’s a free source of inspiration for me—when I sell paintings and eat, I can’t ask the male protagonist to wear a white shirt and pencil pants every time and look up at the sky at 45 degrees, and ask the female protagonist to wear a cotton skirt and go barefoot, right?

If the painting cannot be sold, the old lady has no cost to play mahjong, and if there is no cost to play mahjong, she cannot win more cost from Aunt Zhang. The old lady said, in order to comfort my father, I will work hard to make money for her to play mahjong. I still haven't figured out the logic of this, but I nodded firmly and said yes, so I became a frequent visitor to this street. When I went to the supermarket again, I had already figured out in my mind what kind of clothes I would wear to the Changsheng Master’s signing. There are a lot of rotten ones due to car shocks and other reasons, but with my sharp eyes, I can always pick out some fresh ones.

Half price, what a bargain. I happily pulled out a handful of vegetables, several tomatoes and potatoes, and just as I was about to strike at a plump and perfect tomato, a hand stretched out, right under my nose, this one with an emerald and diamond ring Hands quickly snatched my tomatoes. When I turned my head, I realized that the owner of that hand was quite familiar to me. Li Peipei, the current girlfriend of Aunt Zhang and her son Zhang Zhengyi. "What are you grabbing, beggar!" She said, glaring at me. I:"……" I know that Li Peipei is very dissatisfied with Aunt Zhang’s hair blowing to her son every day. Just imagine that any woman will be scolded by her future mother-in-law before she even gets married. The sentence "Son, before you get married, think about Charlotte who is opposite, that girl is young and down-to-earth..." mood.

I can understand that Li Peipei hates me. Adults don’t remember villainous mistakes. I let her go. As for Zhang Zhengyi, he is a golden turtle and even asked his wife to buy goods in the supermarket, and the money spent is probably Aunt Zhang’s... This kind of Man, she thinks I want to snatch?Unless my head gets kicked by a donkey. I wasn't going to talk to Li Peipei, but she still looked at me with contempt. I didn't know if she had been kicked in the head. "What's the matter?" I pushed the bottom cap of the bottle and asked her. "Why don't you find someone to marry?" She said, with a look of disgust like eating half a vegetable worm, I really want to grab a man from her.

"My head isn't being kicked by a donkey again," I said. "What are you talking about? Don't be shameless." She said, when Zhang Zhengyi came over. When Zhang Zhengyi gambled with his mother, his mother always won. When his mother gambled with my mother, my mother always won. When my mother gambled with me, I always won. So in theory, Li Peipei can't beat me. "Okay, Zhang Zhengyi." I greeted with a smile. "Okay, Xiao Luo, my mother is at your house again?" To be honest, Zhang Zhengyi is also a very clean man, from his appearance and temperament to his words and deeds, it is a pity that he can't do it, and I happen to see through this, so we Just be a neighbor.

"Your mother just praised you for your ability at my house." I ignored Li Peipei's murderous gaze and continued to laugh. "Hehe, where is it?" He smiled brightly and enjoyed it, when Li Peipei pinched his arm hard, and he cried out in pain. "Look at your virtue, have you never seen a woman before?" Li Peipei scolded him loudly, then pointed at me: "Don't you know that this woman came from Qingshan?" "You came from Babaoshan." I said. Li Peipei was so angry that his nostrils were smoking, he dragged Zhang Zhengyi away, Zhang Zhengyi turned his head to apologize, but she pinched him again.

(Note: Qingshan: a famous mental hospital in Hong Kong, a representative mental hospital often mentioned in Hong Kong and Taiwan films. Babaoshan: the largest funeral home in Beijing.)