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In fact, some old people are still very cute

The day before yesterday, sitting on the bus, came up to an old man, I wanted to give my seat to this old man, he resolutely refused to sit, and thanked me very much.



Then I continued to sit there, after a while, a pregnant woman came up, I gave up my seat to her, the pregnant woman was very grateful, then I stood beside.



Suddenly a couple of 2B non-mainstream boys laughed and said, that is a broken seat to make, laughed a lot ...

I was too lazy to bird them, enduring ...



Then, the kind-eyed old man shouted loudly to them, "If you several little rabbits talk again , and then you will be rolled down from the bus!"

Until getting off the bus, hose non-mainstream boys did not dare to speak anymore...

This grandpa is so powerful.



In fact, some old people are still very lovely!
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