Chapter 11: No one can bully Mommy!

oors, is desolate and desolate. At first glance, you can't see the blooming flowers of the past, surrounded by withered flowers and trees.even the children's park, which used to be children's favorite...rother, I figured out a lot. My children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. I blindly urge the family to prosper and let you live according to my plan, and you may not be hap...