In the fifteenth year of their marriage, a man who went to the south of the Yangtze River to deal with floods brought back a time-traveling girl.
She wants to be with her husband forever, mocking me for being old and old, and provoking that the unloved are the third parties.
Everyone thought I was going to cause a scene.
I looked at the three children over ten years old calmly and smiled at her: "I won't divorce. It's just a concubine. Do you want to do it?"
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When the time-traveling girl heard this, her face changed drastically, and she scolded me: "You ancient people are really feudal! What's so good about this kind of arranged marriage? Why are you guarding your husband if he doesn't love you!"
"What kind of feudal grandma? The one who is not loved is the third party. You'd better make peace with me quickly. I don't want to be a concubine, and I won't be a concubine even if I die!"
She yelled something I couldn't understand, but I could still hear the contempt and disdain in her tone.
(Ps: It's bloody ancient, there are no absolute good guys and no absolute bad guys)
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance