Back in the countryside, it is inevitable to meet the big mother sitting at the entrance of the village, at this time we must say hello and leave a good impression on them, otherwise I will be ruined in the village tomorrow? Or is it the Guangzong Yaozu? It all depends on the evaluation of aunt Muraguchi.
On February 14, in Shangqiu, Henan Province, a woman came to the countryside to attend a classmate's wedding, and suddenly found five aunts hiding by the wall not far away, staring at the bride and bridesmaids and whispering.
The woman came to the countryside to attend the wedding of her college classmates, although the temperature was very low, but in order to leave a good moment for the classmates, the bridesmaids had to endure the cold and wear a thin gauze skirt.
During the photo shoot, 5 aunts were photographed, and the 5 of them hid neatly in the corner, watching the bride and bridesmaids pointing and whispering.
The woman was very curious, casually approached to listen, and heard the aunts talking: "On such a cold day, aren't the girls cold in their skirts?" "Well, she's dressed like this, and she'll definitely catch a cold tomorrow."
Needless to say, the countryside is a relatively closed social model, with its simple and kind side, but also a utilitarian side.
It is already common in the countryside to talk about it like this, and there are even "gossip" in person. It is nothing more than the housework of "Zhang parents, Li family short", whose children do not earn money, do not marry a daughter-in-law, and laugh together; whose family buys a house in the city, earns money outside, and excludes together.
As a result, the more it spreads, the more evil it becomes, and one by one, the head is the Tao, and it is impeccable.
In fact, it is impolite to talk to others about the rights and wrongs of others behind your back, perhaps because an inadvertent remark attacking others will become a piece of evidence that others have hit you, and the consequences can be imagined.
Although the truth is like this, in the mouth of the village mouth, it is nothing more than chewing the root of the tongue, if they do not destroy our voices, there is no need to compare with them.
When you enter the countryside and see the big mother sitting at the entrance of the village, are you afraid? Will it take a detour?