The Golden Arches were originally renamed "in anger". What extraordinary changes have you done because of your willfulness?

To tell you the truth, my willfulness is well-known among my neighbors. I inherited the good temper from my parents. I like to get into trouble, and I can't get out of it for a while. How can I be called "evil"?

The fortune teller said that my mother and I had a conflict, so I was forced to stay at my grandma’s house. My mother and I would get tired of each other if we were alone for more than a day. My mother is very irritating when she talks, but what about me? He has serious violent tendencies, but he is stupid and has no way to refute. That night, I remember clearly that my mother said something to me. I felt insulted, which I could bear, so I whispered back.

As soon as I finished speaking, my mother’s big-eared photon came over and I felt my face burning. When I thought about it, this was not only insulting me, but also preparing to use violence to force me to submit. But my tears burst down and I was stunned. My mother's limbs are always faster than her brain. I know she must have felt something was wrong with her, but I was a little confused by the beating, so I just said blah blah blah. I don't know what she said, but the tone was very harsh anyway.

When my mother heard this, she was like a little bastard and dared to talk back. She has always been a person who obeys the rules and produces filial sons under the stick. When I saw it, he was ready to beat me again. I ran away, and then the two of us walked in circles around the village. Although my mother was fat, she was weak. She couldn't catch me. She became angry and cursed: Turtle Sun asked me to catch you, and I will do it. You had a great meal. I became anxious as soon as I heard this. I ran faster and was soon out of my mother's sight.

I wanted to run away from home, but it was getting late. What should I, such a cute little girl, do if I meet a bad uncle? So, I tiptoed to my grandma's house, ready to hide for a while, but when I thought, my mother would find my hiding place soon, so... I hid in the pig pen of my grandma's house.

Maybe the little piggy has gotten used to my smell and didn’t make a fuss or hum. I hid there with the pigs. From time to time, a few pigs who were not afraid of death would come over and hump me. After a while, I smelled like pigs. What's even more outrageous is that the spotted pig came over and licked me, as if saying in front of his pig son: Look, I'm not afraid of this damn human being at all.

If I weren’t afraid of the stick in my mother’s hand, I wouldn’t be able to stay in this hellish place for a minute. I shed tears of regret for my willfulness, well, it was because of the smell that stung my eyes. While I was hoping that my mother would find me, I was also longing that my mother would not be able to find me. Just like that, I fell asleep in the pig's nest...

In the middle of the night, my grandma went to the toilet and passed by the pig's nest. She saw the usually gentle piglets gathering in one place, and the timid grandma screamed. I slept with my grandpa and did some work, so I saw the scene of me and Little Piggy falling in love with each other.

When my mother saw me, she was angry, annoyed and wanted to laugh, and she covered her nose with disgust. I burst into tears, which scared my mother. My grandma scolded her, saying that I must be scared. So, my mother invited me home. I am grateful that my mother did not use violence against me. For a long time, I couldn't see pigs, and I became something of a family joke.

I fell into deep thought, shed two lines of tears, and sighed deeply. Please call me pig girl.