My men and I have a croak son.
They all felt that their son should have the same surname as them, and they argued endlessly about this.
This is probably also a kind of sweet sadness.
Later I said, if my son follows your surname, no matter whether it is Zhou, Bai, Xu, or Li, it will not sound better than your own name.
They thought about it for a while and actually agreed with my idea.
So, I named my newborn son Bulbasaur.
My son probably won't hit me, well, probably not, after all, he loves me so much.
So this story is about me being sweet with my men at home, and my son working hard outside.
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