When I was five years old, my parents divorced, and no one wanted me. The judge asked me who I wanted to be with, and I chose my mother. My mother threw me in front of my father's house in the middle of the night and drove away. Grandma rolled her eyes and pointed at me, and my father picked me up overnight and threw me in front of my uncle's house. I heard that my aunt is a well-known shrew from all over the country. Even the dogs in the village have to take a detour when they see her. I stood at the door with trepidation, waiting for the sentence of abandonment.
