In Dink's thirtieth year, her husband's 28-year-old illegitimate son came to visit. This is the second year that the illegitimate child has legal inheritance rights, and the purpose of his search is self-evident. I asked my husband, husband, should you explain to me? Didn't we agree on Dink? The husband's eyes were wandering and hesitant, and he only said two words over and over again: Wife, we are getting old after all, and we need someone to take care of us until we die. Besides, he is my bloodline after all, so I can't ignore him. I stared at him with a cold face and said nothing. The husband was anxious and used his trump card, Ah Shu, if you are really angry, you can beat me.
