Thirty-seven is not an age worth making any effort at. If you were sixty or sixty-six, you should make some major efforts.
Wan Feng just said something casually and stirred up a hornet's nest.
"You are only sixty-six, I am still young." A certain woman didn't like to hear it.
"Tsk! If I were sixty-six, you'd be sixty-eight, and you're still running after me, a cake vendor! Eat!"
According to the custom of Wanjia, no matter whose birthday it is, there will be a bowl of noodles made up of one single noodle.
The meaning is longevity.
Only the mother in the Wan family can perform this unique skill. I don’t know how she does it, but a single noodle is several meters long, and she keeps scooping out enough noodles after putting it into the pot to make a bowl of noodles.
Luan Feng tried it several times, but never succeeded. She just couldn't do it.
No noodle comes out of the pot whole.
Wan Chongyang was beaten for this.
Who made him gloat over other people's misfortune?
Someone will not suffer such a loss.
When a woman is in a bad mood, Wan Feng always avoids her and never seeks trouble in such a situation.
Luan Feng celebrated her birthday during the day, and Spain was eliminated on penalties in the evening.
The opera singer was very popular, but Wan Feng was very happy.
How can he make money if the Spanish people are not angry?
And there was the match against Italy. If they were happy, wouldn’t Wanfeng have lost money?
He entrusted Guan Caoyuan in Xianggang to place a lot of bets on these two games.
Wan Feng doesn’t care who wins the money, as long as someone gives the money.
It would be a waste not to make money from foreigners.
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