I will not take my medicine! By the way, what kind of abyss is it? It's too loud for a child to be born. Half of them ate a month of cucumber tomatoes and were forced back to Grandma's house for more than a month because they weren't responsible for their children's health, stayed for nine days in Han's mouth, had noodles in the morning and cooked at night. But Grandma said, "How can the child cry so much that she doesn't know how to turn?" Then one day the child fell asleep and the phone rings, and when the child wakes up and I wake the child so that I can sleep and wash the clothes of the three of us, so the big child wears a lot of clothes and diapers, and then the child wonders if she's not there to tear her heart and cry for 10 minutes, and I'll wait until I'm done with her, and I'll tell her that I'll cry to my son, and I'll tell her I don't care if her back. And then I went back to my house to cry every night, so depressed once in the middle of the night with my child to jump, so I couldn't sleep, so I couldn't eat, so I had stomach pains, menopauses, successive pneumonia. Someone will ask how he survived today. By the way, he's the only one at Happy's