I Send My Wife to the Crematorium

On my birthday, my mother cooked a large table of dishes to celebrate together when she got home from get off work. But she wanted to leave. When my mother heard this, she was so angry that she had a heart attack and died on the spot. My birthday turned into my mom's funeral. I called her to ask her to participate, but I saw the news: "It goes round and round, but in the end it's you."