"Fairy, your mother exploded again, why don't you go home quickly?" Said the black-bone aunt next door.
"Auntie, I understand, you go back and collect your clothes first!" Said the goblin.
My surname is Yao and my given name is Jing. I am what you often call the monster.
My real name is supposed to be Chicken Essence. Although my prototype is a little flower rooster, for some reason my mother insists on calling me Goblin. He just thinks that my chicken body is too suave and handsome and steals his limelight, so he calls me Goblin.
Bah, my mother is a witch because she is old and disrespectful.
Yes, that's him. Actually, let me tell you a secret, he is not my mother, he is actually my father.
Of course, he is not a thing. To be precise, he is not a human being.
What exactly is he? I know, I only know that around July and August every year, my mother always explodes a few times.
Thanks to my strong family.