I pulled the nails out of the bat garage and knocked them into the ground. Hui knows why, probably because it was easy to get in.

And then the grandmother (the kingdom of heaven) said to the baby, "Make a wooden puddle for the child - let it develop!" The next morning I had a kianoko with which I walked knocking everywhere, imitating a tumultuous development. And at lunch the same day, while my grandmother was sleeping on the couch, I loaded her with this puddle in her forehead! My grandmother did not raise any more questions about my development, because Kiyanochka flew from the breakout into the river for 10 minutes... her hands.