“咣哨……”碗摔到天井里的声音。紧接着是一个女人凄咧的嚎哭声:“你有什么本事,打麻将,喝酒,我一个女人家打几牌打发时光你还说三道四,这日子没法过了,我要离婚……”“(口平)”,门被用力关上,摩托车声渐渐远去,只留下男人的呜咽声。我知道今夜又多了一个不回家的女人。时钟已经敲了十二下,我躺在床上,静静听着这几乎是每晚上演的闹剧。A君人高马大,衣着讲究,幽默风趣,是我的右 “Whistling ...” The sound of the bowl fell to the patio. Followed by a woman cried crying: “What you have the ability to play mahjong, drinking, I play a few women’s house to kill time you to make irresponsible remarks, this day can not pass, I want to divorce ... ... ”“ (mouth level) ”, the door was closed by force, motorcycle sound fading away, leaving only the whimper of men. I know tonight, another woman who does not go home. The clock has been knocked twelve, I lay in bed, quietly listening to this is almost every night staged farce. A monarch tall horse, clothing stress, humorous, is my right