Fate, it turns out, is about being companions.

The dung beetle and the mosquito were dating. The dung beetle asked: "What's your job?" The mosquito replied: "Nurse, I give injections, what about you?" The dung beetle laughed and said: "It's destiny, we are in the same industry, I make traditional Chinese medicine pills."

The village chief came home drunk and mistakenly entered the pigpen, lying next to a sow and said: "Honey, get me a glass of water." The sow grunted. The village chief said: "If you don't want to, then don't, why pouting." He touched the sow and said: "Let's buy a leather coat, it's even double-breasted."