My son went off to earn military honors, leaving me to manage the whole family by myself.
Five years later, he returned in triumph as a first-rank General Who Proclaims Might.
He sent word from a thousand miles away, telling me to move into his new residence and become its mistress, and saying he was bringing home a daughter-in-law for me.
At last, I thought, the good days have finally arrived, and went to the general's mansion.
But on my very first day there, a bewitching woman slapped me.
"You old, half-dead hussy, how dare you seduce the general? I'll beat you to death!"
That woman was my future daughter-in-law.
In my panic, I tried to explain who I was.
But she crushed the bones in my hand under her foot. "You old dog! A young woman might dream of marrying into a rich family, but you're already a worn-out old hag. You think you can, too?"
Looks like she won't be my daughter-in-law after all...
