The Nest Is Only One Year Old, I'm Sorry!

One-year-old Meng Xiaotang sat on the threshold of Yizhuang, her little chubby hands like lotus roots patting the Book of Life and Death: "Ni, you don't want the nest anymore?" "You want to send the nest to the nunnery?" "And Ni, stop snickering, the nest has already seen the darkness above your head... Within three days, you will be struck by lightning."