My sister is a literary heroine of youth pain.
And I dressed up as her prodigal brother.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw my grandma, who favored boys over girls, deliberately leaving the chicken legs only for me and my cousin.
When it was my sister's turn, she said no more.
I gave the chicken legs in the bowl to my sister, but my grandma stopped me.
"How can any girl afford such good food?"
I laughed.
By the way, he snatched the chicken legs from his cousin's bowl and put them into his sister's bowl.
"Today I will show you what a big eater is."
The heroine of youth pain literature, right?
I want to raise a confident and cheerful heroine for you!
