When I was single, I was lonely. I couldn't see love, couldn't hear the urge to get married. I finally got married. After my hormones faded away, the house was full of chicken feathers. It was expensive and laborious to raise a child and I couldn't sleep. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were secretly fighting each other all day long. The mother-in-law seemed to be a loyal mother-in-law and interfered with her every day. The old father was dragging his feet to the top of his thighs... He was constantly mediating all day long and was called a shit stirrer. When did he end up living a life that was so exhausting?
