Make the rabbit at the beginning, exposing the deeds of the national soldiers

"Come to the Olympics?"

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A bathhouse.

"Master, how about a mud treasure?"

"Need not."

"Come here, use this thing to get rid of dust quickly, and the effect is great."

"I said no."

"Hey, let's take a milk bath, and I'll make sure you're naked after rubbing."

"Need not."

"Then let's make some salt, after the salt..."

"Don't push Lai Lai with me anymore, I don't need anything, can you rub it? If you can't rub it, quickly give me another scrubber, be careful, I will complain to you!"

"Yes! Can rub! Master, look at what you said, we just eat this bowl of rice, how can we not rub?"

The public bathhouses in the north are filled with fog.

Even if everyone is naked, they can't see each other's specific appearance.

The scrub master in the bathhouse was trying his best to sell his bath products, but he didn't sell a few in a day.

go home after get off work.

When passing by the vegetable market, he saw a piece of tenderloin on the pork stand that looked very good.

The color is very positive.

He suddenly remembered that it seemed that he hadn't prescribed meat to his son for a long time.

He smashed his mouth and thought for a while, then walked over.

"Why is this pork so expensive, can it be cheaper?"

"It's not cheap. Pork is only at this price. Recently, the price of this meat has increased. It's too expensive today, but it will be even more expensive tomorrow."

The pork guy didn't think it was cold either, he was shirtless and wore an apron on his lower body.

While smoking a cigarette, he cleaned up the meat case.

buy!

The scrubber reluctantly bought three ounces of meat and two clean rows, only to feel that the roots of the teeth were a bit airy.

Finally got home.

His six-year-old son was running around the cramped, slightly cluttered living room with a toy gun.

The daughter-in-law sat on the padded stool, turned on the TV, and the voice of the weather forecast came from it.

"came back."

The man said something angrily, and then walked into the kitchen.

Soon.

There was a loud sound of "duangduang" in the room.

"Wow!"

"Meat! There is meat tonight!"

The child cheered, holding a toy gun, and was about to rush into the kitchen to smell the meat.

"Hey, don't go."

"Your father can't see clearly with one eye. If you miss the knife, there will be a scar on your little face."

The woman struggled to pick up her son, then threw the toy gun on the old sofa.

"Come on, watch TV with Mom."

""Into a Hero" is about to start, and we will be heroes when we grow up."

The shirtless man behind the two women was still chopping the ribs. He wanted to chop smaller pieces so that the ribs didn't look so small.

His left eye is half-closed, maybe because his eyesight is not very good, maybe because he is afraid of being smoked by the smoke in his mouth.

"Heroes, heroes, how can there be so many heroes, it would be nice to live an ordinary life, and be a hero."

He said cursingly.

"Stop watching those chicken soup TV and get real."

The woman argued unconvinced.

"This program is different, and the stories in it are touching."

The man raised his hand and squeezed the butt of the cigarette and took a sharp puff, smoking it clean.

Then throw it to the ground.

Stamp it out with rubber-soled shoes.

Tilting his head and looking over, he said.

"What's the use, can it make us eat more meat every day?"

However, just by tilting his head, the man saw the toy gun lying quietly on the old sofa.

He hesitated a little.

in the mind.

Quickly passing through the screens like a movie.

"The vision in one eye is almost zero, and the vision in the other eye is also declining. How can such a player win glory for the country?"

"Captain, I beg you, I have been waiting for this day for seven years, just let me try!"

"Okay, if you give me ten consecutive nine rings and above, I will make you a hero and represent the national team!"