After Selling Her Million-dollar Wedding House, the Daughter-in-law Who Believed in Baby Literature Went Crazy with Regrets
by A Little Bit
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My youngest daughter-in-law believes in baby literature. When she saw her neighbor changing the baby's diaper, she immediately tugged on her son's sleeve and said, "Husband, the baby also wears diapers. Why don't you help the baby change it!" She poured out my antihypertensive medicine and replaced it with rainbow jelly beans: "Hehe, the baby has sweetened it for you, so it won't be bitter." On New Year's Eve, she volunteered to cook New Year's Eve dinner. Three hours later, she finally brought out a large basin of soup, her eyes shining: "Dang dang dang ~ Baobao brand seafood soup! It's so fresh that my eyebrows will fall off." I took a closer look and found that she had stewed the pet turtle that her husband had raised as her son for 30 years. My wife stared at Tang and fell backwards. "Call 120! Hurry up!" I yelled at my son, my voice breaking with anxiety. But he hugged his daughter-in-law and said lightly: "Dad saw the baby's handiwork and fainted with happiness." After my wife entered the operating room, I dialed the phone with shaking hands: "Manager Li, put my son's wedding room on the market immediately and sell it at the lowest price."
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