The author is a super cute little fat bun, so this article was written.
A night of spring breeze makes grass grow.
Unorthodox text (Hey →.→):
Zhou Lu was walking alone on the street when he saw a child with beautiful faces and beautiful faces. He was instantly overjoyed. He looked cute and smart. Isn't that his biological son who he had never met before?
So he said to the child with a loving smile: Be good and call him dad~~~
The child looked confused: Shouldn't he call me mom?
Zhou Lu: Huh?
Ouba: Ha! (^O^)/~
Thank you for taking a rest here in the long river of time. Every time I read the message, I am very grateful. [Written in the winter of 2013]
Also:
1. It's an old article. The comment section is too joyful, so I've closed it and left it to myself to slowly recall~
2. I've been planting a lot of grass recently, short stories of about 10,000 words, it's a pleasure to read, welcome to read~
3. There are not many articles about childbirth in the early days. It is about self-produced food. The writing style is immature, so please forgive me~
Motto: Although life is full of hardships, we must still make strides forward
