As she was paying the bill, Lin Wanwan suddenly heard a sneer. "Some people, once they've climbed up the social ladder, have no self-awareness at all."
"You have the nerve to spend men's money, hundreds of dollars at a time. We women should respect ourselves."
A sarcastic voice came.
Lin Wanwan turned around and saw a young woman.
The look in his eyes when he looked at him was full of disdain. Is this a necessary part of literature of this period?
A heroine who is not troubled by others is not a successful heroine.
In this day and age, it is not easy for someone to wear red lips and short skirts.
There was also a little boy next to her, about four or five years old. The boy looked at her with hatred and spit at her.
"If you have a disease, go get it treated. Don't bark at me. I'm not from a stray dog shelter."
"You still have the nerve to criticize others. Don't you know what kind of person you are?"
Facing the look in the other person's eyes as if he was looking at a mistress, Lin Wanwan was really speechless.
"Although I am a beauty with a natural fragrance and a peerless beauty, you can't lie with your eyes open, right?
Can't you tell that he is my bag-carrying boy?
Don't do dirty things yourself and think that others are also dirty.
Generally, when I see a beautiful woman, I think she is the third party who destroys the family. I can only say that I am that kind of person.
If you are the kind of person you are, you will see others as the same kind of person you are. As the saying goes, a dog's eyes see people as dirty."
She counted out seven hundred yuan from her bag and handed it to the salesperson, then turned to look at the woman and said, "Don't your family members know that dogs should be kept on a leash when you go out for a walk?
If you let it out casually, what if it bites someone? "
Ignoring the woman's exasperated screams, he carried a large bag of things to the car with satisfaction, "Old Yan, let's go home."
"Okay~"
compound
Mr. Li was chatting with everyone in the cafeteria with his hands behind his back.
"Old Li, where's your granddaughter? Why didn't I see her coming to eat?"
No one else wanted to pay attention to him. It was obvious that he was just showing off. What was he asking?
Only an old man who had a good relationship with Mr. Li spoke up to help.
It's so embarrassing that he starts showing off his granddaughter without anyone asking. He should be a good person and ask first.
"Oh, I haven't even gone home yet. Isn't there an awards ceremony in the auditorium?
Hey, why are you making so much trouble? The little girl went there this morning and hasn’t come back yet. I don’t know what she’s been doing.”
Mr. Li smiled proudly, "None of your children are as promising as my children!"
Others: “…”
Do you think we care about you? We already showed off this this morning.
Come again at noon, what do you want to do?
I hope you won't want to say it again tonight, and won't be bothered by it.
I also feel a little jealous. Why are my own children so useless?
I'm not that little fool.
He started from scratch, now he lives a good life and is respected by others, so why are his own children so unsatisfactory?
The more I think about it, the more sour I feel. Old Li is really annoying.
Mr. Li didn't care about what everyone was saying about bubbles, he just kept showing off.
A few old men who were showing off wanted to throw their rice bowls on his face.
Soon, a girl rushed into the cafeteria and rushed straight to the window without even looking in this direction. "Auntie, is there any food left?"
Lin Wanwan said she was starving to death!
She had breakfast at 6 o'clock, and now it's past 11 o'clock, almost 12 o'clock, and she hasn't had lunch yet.
I ran around all morning.
He was so hungry that he looked like a monster.
"Yes, yes, yes. What would you like to eat, Comrade Li?"
"Braised pig's trotters. Does that mean I need two chicken legs? Hey, what is this? Why does it smell weird and is green?"
"Wow, there's chicken stew today, chicken and potatoes stew, give me a bowl.
And that's braised beef in soy sauce, right? I want a pound, put it on my grandfather's account."
What day is it today? Why is the meal so sumptuous? Every single one of them is a super heavy dish.
I don’t know if the aunt didn’t hear her question or what, she just brought her a glass of green juice.
“Try Beijing’s specialties.”
Looking at her aunt's malicious smile, Lin Wanwan felt a little uneasy.
This thing feels a little familiar.
I just can't remember.
He carried his own plate and sat at the table with the old men.
"Grandpa, why don't you eat?"
Seeing everyone with plates in front of them, only grandpa was sitting alone, looking very pitiful.
Before Mr. Li could answer, the others started rolling their eyes.
Why haven't you eaten yet? I ate earlier. I heard that he was waiting here at 11 o'clock, bragging to people in waves.
It's almost digested now, but you haven't eaten yet?!
"I'm a little hungry, so I'll eat some more."
Soon, Mr. Li brought back a plate with a little bit of the same dish.
Lin Wanwan ate a lot and felt a little dry, so she took a sip of the soup.
His face turned green on the spot.
The mask of pain seemed welded to his face.
Is this... the legendary soy milk?
It's too hard to drink.
The smell is sour, it feels like the soy milk has gone bad.
I heard a sneer and turned around to see the old man holding a small bowl and sipping slowly, looking like he was enjoying it. My jaw dropped. Such a disgusting thing!
He actually looks like he's enjoying the drink!
How should I put it? It's even more unpalatable than the plants unique to the apocalypse. Plants that are bitter, sour, and astringent are not as unpalatable as this.
She silently pushed the bowl away and continued eating. She was not worthy of such food.
After eating and drinking, she looked up and saw Mr. Li raising an eyebrow at her, "Why don't you drink the soup?"
"It tastes bitter and is hard to swallow." A good child should tell the truth and express his or her truest thoughts.
"Bullshit! If you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it. You actually slander it. If you don't like it, then don't like it. Why do you say it's bad? Brainless troll."
Mr. Li slammed the table angrily, put his hands behind his back, and left angrily.
Everyone else laughed out loud, "Old Li! You can't even eat with your promising granddaughter."
Mr. Li: “…”
Lin Wanwan brought the soy milk over and took a sip.
Forget it, why make things difficult for yourself.
I won’t eat anything that tastes bad. Bye.
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