Looking for a Home

Mi Mi didn't know where to go. When she woke up again, she saw the old old lady holding the lantern with droopy face, and her small and muddy breasts looked at her gloomily. We were there again, and turned around to see the old lady with little feet curled up in a ball. The mother-in-law suddenly walked quickly and cursed, "Damn girl, I should have given up my feet that night. Why did I meet you, the god of plague, and get on this pirate ship?" Hey, hey, hey, you damn old woman is slamming the door, don't see if I won't beat you. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.