It Would Be Nice to Have a Useless Space During the Famine Year of 1950!

[Fetal wear + age + space + warm daily life + long flowing water] Alias: Pregnant woman: I almost drowned when I was born She had a miscarriage, and she would drown if she appeared... Fortunately, the biological father's conscience found out and narrowly saved his life. I just took a mouthful of rice and was thrown away! Õ_Õ: My little friend, do you have a lot of questions? ? ? Scene 1: The little hands picked up the wild vegetables. This is purslane, hoard it! Change hands and take in the space. I grabbed it with my little hands and saw that it was weeds... Hoard them! Save it to feed the sheep! I pull, I pull, I pull! Looking at the clean grass, worried about being caught, he clapped his hands to summon the lambs. Mom: Where's the grass? Me: Pointing to the pot sheep, they ate it! The little lambs tilted their heads: What? Mom:...... Scene two: Harvest the wild vegetables! Grass, collect it! Keep those pebbles that hurt your feet! Put away the small wooden sticks you can see everywhere! … Is there anyone who is more miserable than me, who is a little expert at hoarding goods?