When I woke up, I found out how old I was. Not to mention, I also had a few more "unfilial sons". How could I break it? The eldest son was hardworking and willing to work, but he was a "dumber"; the second son was obedient and honest, but he was a "dumpling"; the third son was a bit "stupid", but he always thought he had some brains;
The fourth son and the fifth son have no sense of existence, like "invisible men";
The seventh son's brain was burned out and he was a "fool";
There is only one eighth girl who was raised to be "squeamish and delicate". She dreams of becoming a maid in a rich family so that she can be a concubine for a rich young master and live a good life...
As for my "mother", I am the best at squeezing and raising a domestic daughter.
Intention: wear books