The little girl was full of childishness, but her words made her mother's eyes grow long. She would rather be a boy than sit and wait for things to happen like the vast number of women represented by her two sisters. Now sitting in the office Facing the computer, I couldn't help but feel fortunate for the liberation of civilized and progressive women, and cooed for the freedom I had.
Whether I can be happy or not, at least I can choose who to marry and whether to marry or not. There is no need to marry a native rich man who has never met before, or the third wife and four concubines of a sick man who died suddenly the next day after visiting the door, or even an unhappy master.
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