C1100 Raising Little Ghosts
Qian Shuandi was changing her clothes. After two days in the hot summer, her clothes were almost rotten and smelly. When she heard her son crying and howling on the roof, she shouted angrily, "It's broad daylight, what the hell is a ghost? I think you're itching for a beating again? ! "
"Get the hell down here! Damn it, you don't even need to do any work when you get home