"What are you looking at? You can't afford to buy woodlouse clothes in the countryside for a year. " The woman saw that Yang Zimei looked at her with disdain, and found that she was beautiful and charming, and her skin was white and tender, so she began to curse.
For such a masterpiece, Yang Zimei is really speechless, and is too lazy to pay attention to her.
Who knows, she is too lazy to pay attention to, fall in people's eyes, become scorn and scorn.
Taking advantage of the sudden stop of the car, the woman deliberately raised her high-heeled feet, trying to step on Yang Zimei's feet.
Naturally, Yang Zimei will not be trampled on by her. Her feet will shrink and her toes will be a little bit. She will kick the woman's tendons --
"ouch --"
the woman screamed like a pig, reached out and grabbed Yang Zimei's collar, "you bitch, dare to step on me?"
All the passengers around looked at them --
the woman's unreasonable behavior just now was in everyone's eyes. Therefore, their sympathetic eyes were biased towards Yang Zimei.
"I'll step on you, so what?"
Yang Zimei was also angry, raised his feet and trampled on the woman's feet again.
The woman sprang up and swore, and all sorts of bad things came out.
Well, you are so fond of swearing, then let you always scold enough!
Yang Zimei's fingers were dark, and a stream of evil spirit was ejected from her throat, which hit the woman's laryngeal knot.
as soon as the woman felt cold in her throat, she continued to spout all kinds of ugly swearing words from her mouth. People around her were sweating and accusing her of lack of quality.
Seeing that the stop sign of Brunei Street arrived, Yang Zimei got off the bus.
And the woman, like a child in red shoes, couldn't stop her mouth. She continued to shout out all kinds of words, and finally was driven out of the car by the driver.
However, she still can not stop, see people scolded, just met her boss in the street, she also can not control, usually to the boss's grudges also through the ugly words to express.
The boss's whole face was black, and said to her coldly, "you don't have to go to work tomorrow!"
Back home, she continued to scold her father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband's sister-in-law, was beaten out by her husband and went back to her mother's home, or scolded constantly, as if possessed by a demon.
She was scared to death, tried to cover her mouth and bite her teeth. She wanted to control herself, but she couldn't control it
In the end, she couldn't stand it. She bit her tongue off, and Fang couldn't speak any more. She couldn't swear any more.
If she knew that all she was suffering now was because she had offended Yang Zimei and was cursed by her tongue, she would not dare to curse people casually in the future.
Or that sentence, if you offend anyone, don't offend the geomantic prime minister. Otherwise, you don't know how to die.
Yang Zimei came to Mo Xuan with the bag of copper plates.
Lin Qingmei wears a cheongsam with black plum on a white background. She sits in front of the counter in a posture of hostess. She carefully cleans an antique bronze mirror and shines it from time to time.
Song Xuan came out of the shop, took the whisk, sat next to Lin Qingmei, gently swept the dust, and from time to time met her with a smile.
Seeing this picture which was very familiar with in the past, Yang Zimei's eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist, and she pursed her lips and laughed.
I'm really happy for song Xuan!
People like him, of course, should have such a warm and tacit understanding of happiness, instead of being disturbed by his own arrogance.
However, Mr. Song's eyes are no longer focused on her body, and she has a sense of loss, a feeling of loss of a beloved toy.
But in any case, she hoped that he could be happy, because she could not give him such happiness.
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