On the second day of my wedding, my mother-in-law posted a housework clock on my bedside to get up at five o'clock every day and make nutritious breakfast for the whole family; eight dishes and one soup for lunch and dinner, which must be mixed with meat and vegetables, and the cost must be controlled within 50; every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I go to the wholesale market at 3 a. M. To pick up free leftovers. She said that women must learn to be diligent and thrifty in running the house. She didn't know that I was not a good wife, but an evil cultivator.
