On the night when I accompanied my wife to her parents' home for the Chinese New Year, we were enjoying the warmth of love, and my mother-in-law sent us fruit three times in a row. The first time, I pretended to be asleep; the second time, I hid in the closet; the third time, she opened the closet door directly, and I was so scared that I covered my wife's mouth. But my wife pinched me: "Every time Mom comes in, she comes to me to discuss your bride price." "It's been three years since we got the certificate, and you still don't know that I'm in a fake marriage?" I was stunned: "Then... Why does my mother-in-law always look for you in the middle of the night?" Her eyes were red: "She wants you, the here-to-be son-in-law, to leave quickly, but I don't want you to leave."
