恨的是大把泥腿子们被人卖了还在帮人数钱，更恨的是你大喊一声“泥腿子们，咱不能把自己娃卖了给地主家取小妾阿”，然后发现无数转头朝自己飞来，更更更可恨的是，张地主和王地主吵架，泥腿子们居然为了那吃了瘪的地主不平，愤怒，伤心！！泥腿子们，好歹活的像个长脑子的动物。比别的泥腿子多唉地主两脚就真的那么值得你兴奋好几天么? 地主多给你施舍了两块馍你就真的以为你能取到那小脚的小姐么？宁可被人欺，不可自欺阿！！泥腿子们！！
"Each person's life is like a book; some people prefer to savor it slowly, while others like to gradually forget it. Looking back, I want to see if I can discern the trajectory of the world from my seemingly insignificant life. I am a child from the countryside, and perhaps most people cannot understand what my so-called countryside looks like. Indeed, the impressions of the countryside can be very different depending on the country, and moreover, more than 40 years have passed, during these 40 years of rapid development in China. A phrase suddenly comes to mind, 'I see him building tall buildings, I see him feasting, I see everything collapsing.' The place where I was born is a small town in the southwest of China, a town so small that it only has one street, and the widest part is only 3 meters. Paved with stone slabs, worn by many years of use, the slabs are not flat but rather filled with small bumps and hollows, yet strangely smooth. At the end of the street is a ...
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