"A little bit, a little bit strong, there is an oil seller in my family..." The aunt is singing a lullaby to her brother again. She and her father are guarding a corner of the stove, imagining that a little bit of milk can be heated in the pot. My beloved sister will get married tomorrow. When she marries her cousin, I can only watch silently and bless her. My cousin is a scumbag. Although I am heartbroken, I can't change it...
Intention: pursue