My Husband Humiliated Me with 200 Yuan, and I Made His Whole Family Have a Grave Meal on New Year's Eve
by Turning Fog
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On New Year's Eve, my husband gave me 200 yuan, and asked me to eat a Manchu-Han banquet and two bottles of Maotai. "My parents are not in good health, so they need to eat some wild ginseng to replenish their health. The vegetables must be green." "Watch the money and don't be too picky about it. I'll transfer the rest to my brother for two thousand for the festival." Two hundred yuan to buy wild ginseng? It's not even enough to buy radish whiskers. He showed off to his buddies: "My wife has a way. Two hundred yuan can be enough for a state banquet." His mother-in-law said: "If the food is not enough, I will die for you." The New Year's Eve dinner began. The parents-in-law turned pale with fright when they looked at the table full of paper tributes and ingot candles. My husband threw the paper to the ground: "What the hell is this? I ask you to cook, and you go to my grave?" I calmly lit a piece of yellow paper. "Two hundred yuan is just enough to buy these specialties from the underworld. Do you want to eat real food? Go down and ask your ancestors if they agree, or scan the QR code and transfer 20,000 yuan, and I will buy you a meal from the underworld."
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