A food-eating mother must have raised a snack, my little friend, who was very good at eating, and in school, the harshest teacher couldn't take him, and the weight fell by more than ten pounds, saving me from his weight loss. Dutch beans, which we didn't sell locally, went out to study that day, and I went straight to the biggest supermarket in the country, and I was not disappointed, except that the price was so high that my heart was beating, a small box, at a maximum of 100 grams, that it was sold in 10 different ways, with the indication that it was harmless and watered with wheat. No matter how expensive, we have to buy the baby home for a taste. After all, there's not much opportunity to go out and buy it again. It's easy to go home with golden pineapples, with prawns packed from my mother-in-law, with pineapple fragrances, and fried Dutch beans. I'm happy as a mother. It's worth it