In our lives, different stories are being staged at every moment...
On the way back from get off work, I met a couple in their sixties who were arguing in the middle of the triangle intersection of the hospital. When the wife threw a sack to the other party, the husband immediately moved forward angrily, raising the thick wooden stick in his hand, and wanted to beat his wife, but a passer-by stopped him. But the husband and wife were still arguing. The husband threatened with a grumpy "I'm going to beat you to death with a stick..." and started to do it again. Fortunately, a car had to go through the intersection and honked the horn. The quarrel between the two parties finally stopped. , Each side walked away...
For today's "meeting", I can't help but feel a little bit emotional, what about the love of the elderly? After years of wasting, stepping into the sixtieth year, it is the time to hold hands with the son and grow old together. For example: Two wives take a walk together, dance square dances, go out for travel, etc. It is sad to see this couple still running for their livelihoods, arguing and fighting over the trivial matters of life. What do netizens think about the love of the elderly?
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