My writing skills are unreliable.
"I'm just a small time-travelling person. Anyone can mess with me, so I'll just work as an ordinary tavern waiter, earn some money, and then find a man who is neither beautiful nor ugly to marry, and have two children, the first is a girl, and the second is a boy. When the children are independent, and then let them raise me, I will stay at home every day and live a leisurely life."
But. . . . . . . . .