If My Mouth Doesn’t Say It My Face Definitely Will Shirt! Knowing I didn’t have a son, I was sad, but the old, heartless neighbor occasionally teased me, letting the three old boys line up to poo in the rooster, pointing the bird straight at my house. They peed on the rooster, which is like peeing in my heart: extremely sad! The image of the “rooster with green rooster” has become so familiar in poetry, in music, but the rooster in the middle of my house and that neighbor’s house is rooster with black goose because of too much nitrogen. Phosphorus, potassium, and minerals are concentrated.
Having a son is a real pleasure! On holidays, my father became a drinking friend, raising a cup of coffee – but my daughter, they put their heads to eat and eat, and ate and ruffled: I only drink a little! Eat rice, eat meat! If My Mouth Doesn’t Say It My Face Definitely Will Shirt! Have children boys are also very convenient: go to the bathroom to forget their briefs, call their son to bring them, then open the bathroom door, be crowded, openly welcome – but the daughter must be close to the wall, the door is open to hin, some Fingers go out, timidly take them in. There are also reassuring sons: stealing into the house, some of my dads jumping out to fight the council – but girls, alone, I resist and worry if I fall, I daughter will be raped by them.
That said, my daughter and I also have something we can share, it’s a razor. The day before, I could not find the permanent razor, I was irritated, shouted, then the eldest daughter ran out of the chamber, holding the razor in her hand, saying, Give me back! If My Mouth Doesn’t Say It My Face Definitely Will Shirt! I looked at the razor that still had some dark, curly hairs, then winced and asked: Did you shave something? Yes! I shaved armpit hair! Is it true armpit hair? That’s right! I swear! As a father and son, perhaps he swore he did not believe, but indeed, I never shaved but found such confusion.