The poor raise a son, the rich raise a daughter
After raising a cold frog son, this concept was completely subverted.
Click on the mailbox to reveal the secret of the clover. I seem to have entered a whole new world. What is this frog sleeping next to me?
Could it be that I have traveled through time in the fairy tale "The Frog Prince" and what's going on with the cement gray dome above my head? Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies. There is no splendid palace, only a simple stone house... There is no gentle and considerate prince, only a cold and sinister frog... I am a million dissatisfied with this setting.
Take it off for fun, I want to go back!