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I have a friend in Zhanjiang. He said that he posted the floor and asked him to post the location, photos, housing videos, and his wife and children. I don't know if I can believe it.

A tall woman and her short husband, Feng Jicai-There is a small tree in your yard. Its trunk is bare, and I used to look at it, but one day it suddenly became crooked and awkward. But after a long time, you look pleasing to the eye, as if it should be like this. If one day, it suddenly becomes straight again, you will feel unspeakable how uncomfortable it is. It is monotonous, boring and simple, like a stick! In fact, it just returned to its original appearance. Why are you uncomfortable again? Is this a habit? Hey, don't underestimate the habit! It is ubiquitous in everything in the world. Although it is not a statutory regulation that must be observed, it will still make you trouble and unlucky if you get into it. However, don't complain about being tied to it, and sometimes you will unconsciously follow its norms. For example, do you dare to speak loudly in front of your superiors? Can you freely express your opinions in front of the elders? When taking a group photo, can you ask a celebrity to stand aside, but you just stand in the middle and let go of your smile? No, of course not. Don't say that. If you marry a wife, dare you marry someone ten years older, bigger or a head taller than you? Don't choke the fire with empty words, there is such a pair in front of you-second, she is seventeen centimeters taller than him. She is 1.75 meters tall and stands out among women. Her husband is only 1.58 meters, and he was nicknamed "Wu Dalang" in college. He is as flush as her earlobe, but it looks as if he is two fights away! Let's talk about their appearance: this woman is dry, thin and flat, and her face is like an unpainted table tennis bat. The facial features are barely visible, but they are small and flat, like bas-reliefs; The chest is not raised, the waist is slender and stiff, and the buttocks are flat, like a stiff washboard. Her husband is like a stubby rubber roller; Full, solid and shiny; Everything on my body-my calf, my mouth, my nose, my fingers and my belly-seems to be round and elastic little meatballs. His skin is soft and smooth, like thin leather with fine texture. Excess oil shines under this skin, and sufficient blood reveals delicious reddish color from this skin. His eyes are like a pair of small bulbs with sufficient voltage. His wife's eyes are like a pair of black painted glass balls. When two people are together, there is no harmony, only contrast. But they still seem to be tied together and inseparable all day. Once, when their neighbor's family was having a reunion dinner, the old man of this family drank too much wine. He took the opportunity to put a slender empty wine bottle on the table with a can of short canned pork and asked the whole family, "Do you guess this elephant?" He announced the answer without waiting for others to guess. "It's the tall woman downstairs and her short fathers!" " The whole family burst into laughter until they chatted after dinner. How on earth did they make a couple? This has long been the concern of dozens of households in Unity Building. Since they moved into this building when they got married, all the old residents in the building have cast curious eyes. However, some people love to leave the question mark in their stomachs, and some people can't help but say it. People who talk a lot talk a lot. Especially in rainy weather, when they go out, the tall woman always holds an umbrella. If something falls on the ground, it is most convenient for a short man to pick it up. Some idle women in the building, seeing this ridiculous scene, pointed and rowed aside. Hard-to-stop laughter, cooing in my throat. Grown-ups' boredom can best prevent children from playing pranks. Some children laughed when they saw them, shouting, "The pole is long and the board is wide ..." They never heard of it, and they never got angry or paid attention to the children's noise. Perhaps for this reason, it has always maintained a rather cold relationship with the people in the building. A few people who don't mind their own business only nod their heads and say hello when they meet them at work. This makes it difficult for those who are really interested in them to know more. For example, what is their relationship? Why are they combined? Who will do what? There is no formal answer, only a shot in the dark. This is an old apartment building, with a large number of rooms, sunny and bright, and a wide and dark walkway. Outside the building is a big yard with a small concierge at the entrance. There is also a family living in the concierge, the head of which is a tailor. Tailors are honest; The tailor's wife is an energetic, door-to-door woman who likes to gossip and likes to spy on other people's private affairs and privacy. She knows all about the relationship between husband and wife, the dispute between aunt and sister-in-law, laziness and salary of every family in this building. Anything she doesn't understand, she must try her best to find out; This thirst for knowledge can make a fool grow into a man. Her ability in this respect is even more extraordinary, not to mention that she can see people's hidden thoughts; By smell alone, we can know who often eats meat, from which we can calculate the income of this family. I don't know why, since the 1961s, such people have been absorbed as "street activists" everywhere where residents live. They legalize their desire to interfere with others, and their ability and interest are also brought into play. It seems that the creator really won't waste every talent. Although the tailor's wife is capable, she can't know the reason for the combination of this extremely disproportionate strange husband and wife who walk around in front of her eyes every day. This made her very upset. It seems that her talent has met with a powerful challenge. But with her experience and hard thinking, she finally came up with the most convincing truth: one of the husband and wife must have some kind of physical defect. Otherwise, no one will find an object with a height deficit than himself. Her basis is very reliable: the couple have been married for three years and have no children yet! So everyone in the Unity Building believed in the clever judgment of the tailor's wife. Facts never show mercy to anyone. They beat the tailor's wife! Gao woman is pregnant. People's eyes keep glancing at the tall woman's bulging belly. This belly is obvious because it is high from the ground. No matter whether people are surprised, questioned or confused, the tall woman's child is born. Every sunny or rainy day, when the couple go out, the tall woman holds the child, and the umbrella falls to the short man. People look at his funny way of walking with rounded legs, holding an umbrella half-way, and following closely behind him. They are so inseparable that their curiosity remains undiminished. All kinds of plausible statements still exist, but they are not confirmed by this couple. These statements are like birds with nowhere to land, flying all over the sky. The tailor's wife said, "These two must have something to hide. Why else would they refuse to approach others? Pus will come out sooner or later, so we'll see! " Sure enough, one night, the tailor's wife heard the sound of breaking things in Gao's house. She hurried to knock on the door of a woman's house under the pretext of collecting the sweeping fee for the compound. She knew that the hidden trouble between the couple had finally broken out, and she wanted to see with her own eyes how the couple turned against each other and captured the most vivid details. The door opened, and the tall woman greeted her with a smile. The short husband was smiling in the room, and a smashed plate on the ground-the tailor's wife only saw these. After she hastily collected the sweeping fee, she couldn't figure out what happened between the husband and wife for a long time. Breaking dishes, instead of quarreling, is as happy as something happy. Strange! Later, the tailor's wife became a street resident representative of the Unity Courtyard. When she helped the household registration police to check the household registration from house to house, she finally found the answer to the question that has often bothered her for many years. A credible and irrefutable answer. It turns out that this tall woman and her short husband both work in the Institute of Chemical Industry. The short man is the chief engineer of the institute, and his work time is as much as 181 yuan! Gao Woman is just an ordinary chemist with an income of less than 61 yuan, and she was born in a postman family with hard work and little money. Why else would she marry a man a head shorter than herself? For status, for money, for a good life, yes! She immediately told this precious information to the wives who were too idle in the Unity Building. People always explain the world according to their own way of thinking, and try their best to make everything even with their own understanding. So, the tailor's wife's words were convinced by everyone. The mystery that remained in people's hearts for many years was suddenly opened. It suddenly dawned on everyone that the short man was a rich man with congenital deficiency, and the tall woman was a poor woman who was greedy and blessed in life. When people talk about this tall woman who looks like an ocean horse but has a good life, there is often a breath in her tone. Especially the tailor's wife. The fate of the three people can't be seen for a while, but we have to wait and see. In 1966, the Unity Building was like a shrinking world. Disasters came to the world, each with its own fortunes, and all the residents in the building had the opportunity to "transfer". Life is full of great changes and sudden changes. The short man, the chief engineer, was confronted with an accident, his home was copied, his furniture was moved out, and he was beaten and put in a bullpen. The disaster didn't end there. Some people said that he worked in the research institute during the day for many years and went home at night to secretly write a book about his research results, intending to flee the country and go to a rich distant relative. Dedicating national scientific and technological information to foreign capitalists-this absurd statement is actually believed by many people. At that time, the world was crazy, and everyone lost their normal state. They would rather be ignorant and cruel, and there were many strange delusions, hoping to find Hitler from their side. People in the institute cling to the chief engineer, scaring him, beating him, exerting all kinds of pressure, and at the same time forcing Gao woman to hand over the manuscript that no one has ever seen, but it has no effect. Someone gave an idea to get them to the courtyard of the Unity Building for an interrogatory meeting. Everyone is afraid of losing face in front of relatives and acquaintances, which is also a kind of pressure. When all kinds of pressures are exhausted and ineffective, this practice may as well try, and it may work. That day, the Unity Building was so lively in history-in the afternoon, a group of people came to the Institute, and in the middle of two trees in the courtyard, a cross was pulled with thick hemp rope, with the name of the dwarf written on it, and a cross was placed on it; Inside and outside the courtyard were plastered with aggressive slogans, and the short man's "crime" was announced on the courtyard wall with 18 pieces of paper. The meeting was planned to be held after dinner, and the institute also sent an electrician to pull the wires in the courtyard and install four large light bulbs with 511 candles. At this time, the tailor's wife has been promoted from the street representative to the director of medical insurance, which is very powerful, full of ambition and much fatter. It was a busy day for her. She led several women in the building, helped to brush slogans, poured tea and water for the revolutionaries in the institute, and pulled the lights and electricity out of her house! It's just like her family's wedding! After dinner, all the residents in the building were summoned to the courtyard by the tailor's wife. Four headlights lit up, making the compound as bright as a night stadium. Many figures, as if magnified dozens of times, are projected on the building wall. This man is so motionless that even the children dare not move casually. The tailor's wife took some people with her and put a red armband on her left arm. This armband was the most powerful at that time. They stood guard at the door, and no outsiders were allowed in. In a short time, a large group of people from the Institute of Chemical Engineering, also wearing armbands, came with a tall woman and her short husband, shouting slogans all the way. The short man hung a sign on his chest, but the tall woman didn't. They have been taken to the stage and stood side by side with their heads down. The tailor's wife ran up and said, "This guy is too short for the revolutionary masses behind him to see. I'll do something for him! " With that, he twisted two pieces of meat on his shoulder with an impulse, brought a soap box from home, turned it upside down and told the short man to stand up. In this way, he is only as tall as his wife, but at this moment, few people are interested in the disproportionate height of the couple who are in trouble. The conference was held in a popular format. Announced the meeting and shouted slogans, followed by impassioned speeches and slogans from critics who entered the role. The pressure is enough, and I'm starting to extract a confession from a tall woman. As a result, people around the "manuscript", angry to attack the tall woman. You ask, I ask, he asks; Scream, rough roar, dumb shout; Drink loudly, harsh voice force, tight voice chase ... The tall woman just shook her head. Shake your head sincerely and earnestly. But sincerity is the cheapest; Believing in sincerity means denying everything in this world. Whether the grumpy men jumped on her and threatened her with fists, or some people who were quite calculating, they came up with a few clever and snared words to ask her, and they all gave her this sincere and categorical shake of their heads and refused. If this goes on, the criticism meeting will be fruitless, without achievements, or even unable to end. The people in the institute are somewhat embarrassed, and they are worried that the meeting will end; Come on the spur of the moment, come back disappointed. The tailor's wife stood by and listened for a long time, and the more she listened, the more boring she became. She is illiterate, and she has no interest in any "manuscript", and she thinks that the people in the institute are not convinced. She suddenly ran to the stage, raised her left arm with a red armband, pointed at the tall woman and asked angrily, "Why do you want to marry him?" The sudden question of this sentence made the people in the institute Zheng. I don't know what wonderful connection the director's question has with what they care about. The tall woman was also shocked. She doesn't know why the tailor's wife asked this question. This problem is not the concern of the world. She raised her thin face, which had been tortured for months like a wrinkled and withered leaf, and her face was full of surprise. "good! You dare not answer, I will speak for you! Did you marry this guy because he was rich? No money, who wants such a dwarf! " The tailor's wife said loudly. There is something smug in her voice, as if she is the one who knows the roots of this tall woman best. The tall woman didn't nod or shake her head. It seems that she suddenly understood everything about the tailor's wife. Eyes flashed a proud, mocking and stubborn light. "Good, good, you defy spirit! This guy is finished now, let's see if you can count on him! I know what's going on in your heart! " The tailor's wife clapped her chest, waved her hand, and several wives cheered beside her. She was so proud that she reached the extreme. The people in the institute listened in a fog. It's better to be confused about this kind of thing that you can't understand. Don't look at these bitches rambling about, but they make the meeting lively at once. Without this atmosphere, how can criticism end well? So the people in the institute didn't stop them, and let the women go into battle. Just listen to these women shouting: "How much does he always give you?" What good things did he buy you? Say! " "You don't have enough 211 yuan a month, and you want to go abroad. Beautiful you!" "Is Deng Tuo his backstage?" "One day you called Beijing, who did you call, or did you call' three village'?" The success of the meeting depends on the atmosphere. The person who presided over the criticism meeting at the institute seized the opportunity, took advantage of the excitement of the venue, led people to shout a series of serial numbers loudly, and then quickly ended the meeting. Then, people from the institute searched Gao's house again, pried open the floor, pressed off the wall, and found nothing. Finally, they left with the short man, leaving only Gao's woman. The tall woman stayed in the house all the time and went out alone at night. She didn't expect that although the tailor's house in the concierge of the building turned off the light, the tailor's wife kept staring at her from the window. When I saw her go out, I followed her closely, went out of the gate and walked two blocks to the west. I saw a tall woman crossing the street and stopping in front of a house, tapping on the door panel a few times. The tailor's wife hid behind the telephone pole on the street, holding her breath and opening her eyes wide, as if waiting to catch the rabbit out of the hole. She wants to catch someone, but she is more nervous than the person she wants to catch. Click, the door opened. An old woman gave away a child. I heard the old woman say, "It's over.