The original name was "Traveling Through the Matriarchal Society", but it was probably considered to be the pre-Earth period, so it was changed.
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Yao Anan was born. Although she couldn't see or hear yet, she could still feel the pleasant atmosphere around her, so she clucked her lips and said hello to the world before tilting her head and falling asleep.
When Yao Anan was two years old, she finally realized that she had no father at home. Those men who like to hug and kiss themselves when they go home, who look similar to my mother, are actually my brothers... The little girl bit the millet cake and grinded her teeth, blinking, and finally decided to contribute the saliva in her hands, pockets, and chin to her uncles.
Father? What is that? What can I eat?
Yao An'an is five years old, wearing a bag around her body, dragging her eldest brother with her left hand, her second brother with her right hand, and holding the third brother in her mouth - the skewers in her hand. When she went shopping on FB, she found her biological father.
Hey daddy, why does the little carrot head following you have no face?
When Yao Anan was eight years old, she followed her and tried to spy on her. The little girl who was carried home said that she was not curious about her elder brother losing his virginity or something! Snort! (￣^￣)ゞ
Yao Anan is eleven years old and can finally sit upright and watch the golden cicada event. Looking at the flirting girls and boys around me who are getting ready to have sex, I can't help but sigh that "the golden wind and jade dew meet each other the moment we meet"... Oops, group marriages are so out of character (≧?≦)
Yao An'an is fourteen years old, her little lotus is beginning to grow, and she stands tall and pretty. Finally upgraded from a crowd of onlookers, just waiting to pick out a beautiful boy's sauce - little carrot head, why are you here to join in the fun?