I Got Divorced after the Flowers I Had Raised for 40 Years Were Thrown Away
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On the day I retired, I found out that the sweet-scented osmanthus I had raised for more than 40 years was sick. That is a treasure that I have cultivated little by little since I was young and even won a gold medal. But when I came back in a hurry to buy new soil and medicinal powder, my wife uprooted the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus in front of all the neighbors and threw it into the trash can. He put his hands on his hips, pointed at my nose and cursed, "I know how to play with your broken flowers all day long! The living room is already small, and even my son's computer desk is in the way!" "You old loser, you have retired and you don't know how to save some money!" "Buying these useless things to treat a pot of broken flowers, I think you are the one who is sick! You don't know how to think about the younger generation!" Seeing that the only hobby in my life was ruined, my body shook violently. After a moment of dead silence, I threw all the things I bought into the trash can. That night, I placed the divorce agreement in front of my wife and said, "Let's not live this day any longer."
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