Returning to 70, I Hold the Transfer Order to Return to the City to Help My Husband and the Young Widow
by Safely
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I have worked hard for my family all my life. Before he died, my husband took a widow he met when he went to the countryside to live in our house. I asked my husband angrily, but he looked disgusted. "If I had known that I would be prosperous in a few years, I would never have given up on true love and settled for a boring woman like you." The widow kissed her husband on the mouth and looked at me with contempt: "You are occupying the position of a noble lady that should belong to me for forty years. After so many years, it's time to be content." My son, who I had worked so hard to raise, even told me to die: "You old man, if it weren't for you, our family would have been reunited long ago!" I was unwilling to give up, and stabbed my husband to death with him. When he opened his eyes again, he shook me off in disgust. "The marriage is over. I will be a high official in the future. You are not good enough for me!" I wasn't angry, I just found it funny. How can you be a leader without me giving you my place to return to the city?
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