It must be strange to see a name. Listen to me, the name was given by my son, and the other night I said to him, "What do you say to Mom tomorrow? He said, "That's a very unsophisticated name. I'll call it "The Pink Woman." Why? And I said, he said, "The tomatoes are red, the silver ears are white, and the juices are made together, aren't they pink, plus Simi, a grain of crystals that is churning? " Oh, yes, yes, yes, that's what you call it, and he was happy to hear, and said, "Mom finally took my name, I'm so happy that I'm coming back tomorrow to drink." I'll keep it for you
The baby is particularly fond of mango Similu, and has recently been saying that he wants to eat, and has not found many places to buy mangoes. When the baby went to the supermarket and picked out a flamingo, the baby said to me, "Let's change the mango to flamingo, and I love flamingo." And I said, "Mom, I want flamingo similu tomorrow morning." This kid's just a cat-eating, cold day. Well, the baby gets up early in the morning and makes a flamingo simil, and then, wow, it's delicious, because I don't really like flamingo, and I can't help but eat a few more, so it's going to be delicious。