I take the train on the sides. The followers were a family consisting of a father, a mother and their son aged 4 to 5. The boy is not easy. He doesn’t believe in any nonsense like going to bed, or taking a wolf, etc., enthusiastically collecting a machine and sometimes asking for candy. When the number of sweets approached zero, his mother said:
Stop eating candy, your stomach hurts.
Give me a candy.
The teeth will get sick.
They will not!
The mother had finished all the real reasons and here she gave out:
All the sweets are asleep.
He is silent. O_O