The head of the small peasant girl
Once crossed into a farmhouse, the family was surrounded by walls, and the younger siblings were weak. The best third uncle, mean grandma. What!
Grab houses, grab fields. But it doesn't matter, we have the system in hand, and the world is up to me. The reputation of the fierce woman spread all over the world, and no one dared to marry it.
Who said it, we have our own male god to collect. Although the male god usually talks a little less and seems to be a little colder, there is no one who looks like a loyal dog.
