Why do you celebrate Valentine's Day at such an old age?
The story started a few hours ago. At that time, I was preparing to go home happily and start coding happily. Suddenly, I received a call from your younger siblings, asking me if I had a date tonight.
The little brother was stunned, and suddenly remembered that today is Valentine's Day for Westerners.
The younger brother said: "It's a date, let's have a bird party. Master, go home and code, it's important to serve all the brothers."
It's a pity that your younger siblings didn't listen and only said happily: "I'm starting my salary today. It's Valentine's Day. My handsome man, please give me some face and let me treat you to dinner."
The younger brother was surprised and said angrily: "Didn't the gift be given to you the day before yesterday? I also ate the food, so it's considered early."
She said that since my son was present, it was not considered a date. She insisted on inviting her over and over again, but my younger brother had no choice but to accept her invitation.
After dinner, the younger brother was about to go home, but unexpectedly the old woman was in high spirits and wanted to take a walk again. During the walk, she reminisced about the past and said that my youthful splendor was like a jade tree standing in the wind, but why did I spend so much time to gain weight and hide my belly full of fat?
I was angry and wanted to go home. When I looked at the time, it was already ten twenty-eight. I couldn't help but be shocked. There is a poem to prove it:
It's only about eight o'clock, why is it almost half past ten?
I missed my father's business on Valentine's Day, and I regret that it's too late to write down the words.
Another poem says:
Why do you want to ask for leave today? How sentimental and beautiful.
I still haven't made up for the outstanding manuscripts from the previous chapter, and my heart is so confused that it feels like numbness.
Why!
At the end of the note, I wish you all brothers a happy evening.
(End of chapter)
