There Is a Waste Material to Rise in the House of Female Queens

The soul of a brick was photographed traveling to a land of female supremacy. Moreover, at such a young age, she had not yet experienced the taste of love, but she found out that she was already married, and her family lived in a cowshed with drafts from all sides. Her husband, whose clothes were short and ragged, was lame, her child was not hers, and she was still a trash who was notorious for being bullied. Who said that the folk customs of farmers are simple and honest? Every day, people come to my place where even cockroaches can't bear to come to enjoy the autumn breeze. It's just that she is Su Yu'an now, not Su Yu'an. She came to clean up one by one, gathered up all my wool and brought them back to me obediently.