At the birthday party, my husband Li Tingxuan gave me a big goose as a gift.
I turned around and stewed the goose into soup and served it to him and his son Zhouzhou.
Because I am born again.
In my previous life, this big goose would chase and bite me whenever it saw me. It would also break into my bedroom in the middle of the night and pull my hair.
I wanted to send the big goose away many times, but Li Tingxuan accused me:
"Doesn't she have the grace to tolerate a goose?"
Zhouzhou also echoed that I was petty, turned around and ran away with the goose in his arms.
Later, my health got worse and worse, and I couldn't even get out of bed.
Just when I was dying, my soul entered the body of the goose and watched "I" stand up from the bed.
"I" turned around and threw myself into Li Tingxuan's arms.
Zhouzhou also hugged "my" legs excitedly and shouted: "Mother!"
Li Tingxuan's eyes turned red and he sighed:
"Mianmian, the soul-changing technique was finally successful!"
"Our son can finally call you mother openly and honestly."
Only then did I realize that the big goose was my concubine who died three years ago.
And Li Tingxuan took advantage of my childbirth-induced coma to throw my son into a beggar's den and took their son Zhouzhou into the house to raise him.
From beginning to end, I was just a tool he used to reborn my concubine.
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The threshold for online writing is low, it's funny
The threshold for online writing is low, it's funny