When my husband and I got married three years ago, we agreed not to have children in our lives, so we adopted a cat named Doudou, who was our child.
Three years later, I had a car accident and my company fired me. I became disabled and my husband urged me to take my cat back to the countryside to recuperate.
On the first day I met my mother-in-law, she fed my cat's cat food to the pigs and said to me: "Sows that don't give birth to pigs are not classified into three or six or nine grades, not to mention they are all beasts."
I hugged the cat and left, but my husband stopped me. My husband said he planned to adopt a child. Later I found out that the child was the culprit of my car accident.
She is also her husband's mistress.
My mother-in-law helped and said, "No matter how well you raise a cat, it can't support you until you die. It's better to raise children."
Later, my adopted son unplugged my oxygen tank in the ward, and I returned to the day when I served tea to my mother-in-law at the wedding. I poured the tea on the ground. I vowed that I would never bear it anymore.
Purpose: Emotional stability