On the wedding day, my mother-in-law-to-be arranged for five people to carry me out of the car, told me not to touch my feet to the ground, and wrapped me tightly with a big black cloth the whole time.
At night, I heard my mother-in-law talking to another person on the phone, showing off proudly, treating her as a ghost without touching her feet, wearing black cloth as a ghost, and when my son got there, there was no shortage of people to take care of him.
