After I Died, I Became a Fly and Followed My Husband to Work

After I died, I somehow turned into a fly. I even followed my husband to Dongguan to work. I watched him get scammed, struggle to find a job, and get arrested for not having a temporary residence permit. I watched him cram into a dormitory and toil away until he was drenched in sweat. I was frantic. I wanted to help him, but there was nothing I could do. I tried to lend him a hand and discovered I had a tiny superpower. So whenever my husband ran into trouble, I would step in and help him out of one awkward situation after another. During his thirty years as a migrant worker, I stayed by his side through thick and thin. I saw far too many hardships on the migrant workers’ path. I saw their love and heartbreak, the rivalries and deceit of working life, and the conflicts and exploitation between bosses and employees. You’re welcome to visit Tomato Novel and read my work. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support motivates me to write, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well!