Back in 1982, my sister-in-law had just given birth to a fat boy.
My parents were busy delivering all the eggs at home, while my wife secretly wiped her tears in the kitchen.
The three girls were so hungry that their faces were yellow and their muscles were thin. Da Ya timidly asked me: "Dad, can I eat white noodles?"
In my previous life, I was a filial piety and paid all my salary to my parents.
As a result, two of the three daughters were given away, and the daughter-in-law died of illness while searching for her daughter.
In this life, no one can take away a penny from me.
On the day we separated, my parents scolded me for being unfilial, my eldest brother was arrogant, and my younger brother took action directly.
I kicked the table over: "From today on, I only recognize my wife and children!"
