The Great Woman of the North

When I was young, I came to the South. For the little southern women, I really dare not agree. Unlike us northern women who are straight to the chest, dashing and sprinkling, there are words to speak. The little southern woman has more twists and turns in her stomach, you can't feel it for half a day, and you are easily injured by dark arrows. You say a word to her, and she usually doesn't answer you directly, she goes through it in her stomach and says it again. Even if it's a little bigger sesame seeds. And the man who easily agitated her was simply breathtaking. Once when I made a plane at an altitude of 10,000 meters, two men in front of and behind two men had to do something because of a quarrel between the daughters-in-law of two people. Ordinary reasonable people will definitely persuade their daughters-in-law first. These two are good, and they want fire and merge. I simply had nothing to say. The quality is so low. Dude, this is 10,000 meters high, you think it's a joke? One of you will be given a knife, and when you get to the airport in a little while, you two will fight well. Fight to the death. Really, what can you say about such a person? It can only add fuel to them. We northern women, generally more straightforward, click what to say, after saying pull down. I really don't like the little woman, mainly she is more yin, not stingy, not stingy, in the brewing. There are more things anyway. ancestral.