What did you do to make you feel better?

What did you do to make you feel better? – What?

I used a hand cream to extract evidence of a home outside my father’s house, to unite my mother and send him a “Scumster 3 kit”.

I found something wrong from a delivery.

I’m an amateur. I usually buy fresh things to evaluate.

This day I’m open with a good phone, and the first delivery is open, and it’s a milk pump!

It’s for breastfeeding.

It’s pretty good.

What the hell!

I didn’t buy this.

It was my dad’s delivery.

One.

At this point, I didn’t feel anything wrong.

But by chance, my dad came in from work and saw me with a milk pump, and once my face was tight, an arrow came up and took it back.

That’s a big move.

Subsequently, he thought he had just reacted a little bit, explaining to the side of the box that it was a gift to his colleague’s grandson in fear of getting dirty.

“Oh, I scratched the cat, turned my head and opened the box, but the alarm was ringing:

As a 53-year-old insurance executive, he rarely gets so nervous.

Most importantly, if it was a gift to a colleague’s grandson and a baby’s item, who would have given birth to a milk pump?

So he’s lying!

Two.

Now, it’s my mom cooking, my dad playing with his phone, and I was wondering how I could find my dad’s phone.

After all, it’s the fastest way to figure out someone’s secrets.

But at home, his phone was never near.

Think about it, I picked up a new hand cream and walked up to my dad.

When I noticed how he was locking his cell phone, I didn’t make a sound, and I squeezed a big hand cream. In his hands,

“Dad, do you have enough of this cream? I’m sorry.

My dad held two hands in the air, rua ya rua, digesting that hand cream.

“Well, it’s nice, it’s just too crowded. I’m sorry.

Oh, I did it on purpose.

I was laughing to break a bottle of juice and see him.

Boo!

The juice came out in a flash, and he was covered in his head.

I’m sorry, it was intentional.

“I’m sorry, Dad, I’m choking, but it’s not clean, so why don’t you go wash up. I’m sorry.

I’m coughing and I’m sorry to wipe my dad’s face with a tissue.

My dad got up and went to the bathroom.

Cell phone, on the couch.

I picked up the light, black on the screen, and the butter of hand cream clearly strangled the unlocking gesture.

Scratch gently and the screen should be opened.

3

The water heater sounded so loud, my dad was supposed to wash his hair, and the time was good.

I turned on the only shopping app in his phone — peddles, but there’s no record of milk-suction in the order.

I opened it again.

And so the numbers, with their incoherence, were so bare.

520, 1314, 521, 888, 2000

Men should never have thought of how obvious these figures look in a normal set of bills.

For several years, my dad was transferring money to a woman named “The Pearl is Beautiful Alone.”

And…

I’m sure you don’t know how old you are!

I scolded, silently, and I called in a chat, but I heard the water heater not ringing.

My dad, washed up.

My heart beats so hard, I stare at the door that the bathroom opens at any time, screaming and questioning, and finally, in my head, I put my phone back in silence.

I looked up at my busy mom in the kitchen,

Does she know about this?

If I didn’t know, then I’d be a big hurt to her.

If I knew, how would she get away with it?

4

I had no appetite for dinner.

Watching my dad’s cheek down, feeling shame.

He didn’t notice what I was looking at. He just finished his meal.

“I’m going to walk. I’m sorry.

Walking after dinner was his habit for years.

I watched him pick up that milk pump, change his shoes, go out…

Zoo, between the lightning pebbles, those tiny anomalies were soared in my head that they made a bigger, worse guess.

“Mom, I have to go to the office. I’m sorry.

I rose up fast and dressed, changed my shoes, then locked my mother’s command behind the door.

That’s a terrible assumption.

I have to know, is it really what I think it is?

5

Winter nights in the north, very cold.

Dad took a symbolic walk around the block and walked to the door next door, pulled out the key and opened the door and walked in.

And I kept track of it, and I was stopped by the iron door that was automatically closed.

Looking at the entrance to the vault not far from the door, I suddenly remembered what my brother Lin Xiaoxi said:

As long as there’s a vault, this kind of lockdown is set!

After coming out of the garage door in the district, my father’s figure was disappearing at the entrance to a unit door, carefully following it, and the elevator was parked on the eighth floor.

8 There are two families in the building, one of which has several twigs in its door, which, according to local custom, means that the family has just given birth to a child and that it is trying to avoid evil.

Everything is right on top.

Right now, just go up and knock on the door, and you can solve all the questions.

But…

Yeah, I stung.

As a daughter, at this moment, I understand the psychology of the social news, of the wives who have cheated on their husbands.

It’s probably when you know that the happiness you’re fighting for is just a phantom.

The first human reaction is weak.

Me too.

I don’t want this family to collapse, even if it is.

I sat down in the dark stairwell, looking for assumptions.

Maybe it was just a misunderstanding, maybe my dad didn’t cheat…

But, no maybe.

Three hours later, I heard the door open.

The cell phone that opened the video function was stretched out, with a clear picture of Dad and a woman with an angle.

He’s carefully handing over what’s in his arms to that woman.

“Kitty, Daddy’s leaving. Go to bed in Mommy’s arms. I’m sorry.

That’s a kid!

The sound of my head buzzing, I couldn’t react in time, and a woman whispered into my ear:

“Ooh, our little Quixie! I’m sorry.

“Alas, tomorrow weekend, I’ll be here early. Dad pressed the elevator, “Buy something and don’t mail it over there.” I’m sorry.

The elevator closed down and I sat alone in a dark stairwell long before I digested the information:

Not only did my dad cheat, he had an illegitimate child.

“There” means the woman knew my dad had a family.

And the milk pump was sent to my house by mistake.

Unnecessary?

Ugh!

Provocate and provoke!

And even the bastard had a child, and surely she was the one whose heart was strong and ready to go forth.

After all, for a few women who don’t know how to make a living, and who have a little bit of a face like my father, it’s a real smell.

But, Dad, you know how to save yourself.

At an old age, you’ve turned your life into a dog-blooded drama and embarrassed the whole family.

Are you sick?

Six.

I couldn’t sleep that night.

They say they shouldn’t, and they say they’ll see if they can handle it.

I’ve seen my eyes dry, and I’ve been asleep, and I’ve been dreaming about my dad’s divorce and my mom’s crying, and I’ve been dreaming about seeing her with her.

I was upset at breakfast and my mother was in a good mood, and Zhang told me to call my brother, saying she bought meat and vegetables in the morning and had dumplings in the winter and lunch.

“Oh, the company is busy today. Eat at noon. I’ll eat at the company. “My father didn’t say anything.

Squeeze!

It’s toilet paper you’re scratching. That’s bullshit.

I flipped a white eye.

across the table, he was putting a boiled egg in his mouth, and the eggs’ shells were still full of them.

He’s always been like this, with a trash can on the table and a husk on the table.

It’s not that he didn’t protest, but he just rejected it.

“How can we live this day when we’re at the company and we have to be careful when we get home?

Isn’t that what you do at home?”

So my mother shut her mouth, like the rag in her hand, and faded away from the proper quality of life in the grinding and washing, dim and weak.

It is true that economic income determines family status.

My father, who has succeeded in his career, has the highest place in the home and has the right to speak no words of dialogue.

My mother, who had resigned early for the sake of her family, had to work as a housekeeper for decades, to be ignored and betrayed by the pillows!

That’s enough!

I think I know what to do.

Mother has become weak, as a daughter, and if I choose to be weak, then my mother is hopeless!

I came out of my mouth.

Mom and Dad looked at me at the same time, and Mom looked surprised and my dad panicked.

“You know what I found yesterday? I’m sorry.

In the eyes of the two of them, I held up with a little bit of omo, and the cat said:

“I found out yesterday that our family omo not only hooked up with other wildcats, but also had children outside. I’m sorry.

I looked at my dad without an expression, and he looked in the face and had a porridge.

“It’s so immoral to have officials and cheat! You say so, Dad!”

I looked him in the eye.

“What is it, omo is a male cat, a male instinct of life. * He’s got a soft tone, but he’s got a good point.

Squeeze! It’s so dry, it’s coming up.

“I won’t let this happen in my house. I’ll take it for sterilization tomorrow. I’m sorry.

“Something’s over. I’m sorry.

I bit the last four very hard.

He didn’t talk, he got dressed and left a message and left.

Mom looked at me, tried to say something and finally swallowed it back and packed the dishes into the kitchen.

I followed him in, and I carefully tested the path:

“This society is so… Mom, do you think my dad’s gonna be out there? I’m sorry.

Mom buried her head to wash the dishes, said to stop and said, “Your father is an identity man and he won’t mess up.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t answer, so I shut up.

There’s a black spot on the bottom of the pot, and my mom’s like a demon.

But no matter how, the stain is still.

I watched her move, and it was cool.

Yeah, it’s obvious that even my daughter found out. How could she not know?

But what can I do?

She couldn’t get away with it, so she had to fight with the pot and the pot.

And my dad’s going too far to be able to do anything about her housewife.

When I thought of it, I was so suffocated that I threw the pot aside.

“Don’t wash. It’s just a pot. I’m sorry.

My mother picked it up and dried it up and put it back in the cupboard.

Okay.

I see.

I turned to the bedroom to get some clothes.

“Mom, I’m going to go get the clothes for her and get my dad back and we’ll have dumplings at noon. I’m sorry.

She sucks her nose, “Hmm. I’m sorry.

7

“Let’s not get involved in the adult business. What if Dad gets angry? I’m sorry.

It was Lin Xiaowei, my twin brother, who, after college, rented a house with his friends.

I told him about the consequences, but apparently he did not agree with my plan.

“Let’s go together, it’s a tough statement to make him think wrong and go home and live with Mom. I’m sorry.

“But from a man’s perspective, it’s not a good idea. I’m sorry.

Another “no” word.

I walked away in a second, and I said, “What do you say? Did you ever think that if she knew, we’d both pretend to be deaf and dumb, she’d be cold! I’m sorry.

“Lin Xiaowei, I’ve worked so hard to raise you. I didn’t make you do it! I’m sorry.

Out the door, I’m depressed.

That’s the difference between the sexes. The mother and the son are no more than a man.

And men, they only love men.

I’ll take a cab to the block, adjust the mood downstairs and call my dad.

As planned, I called him down and talked to him in good faith, and then he made a mistake and went home and had a good time with my mother.

It’s not easy, but I’m sure that as long as he wants to change his mind, he and his kids can talk about it.

But I didn’t think he was answering his phone.

I hate to choke.

If you don’t answer, there’s no way.

I went upstairs and hit the door.

8

The woman who opened the door looked like she was in her thirties, had long hair and sharp jaws, and the skin of her face passed through the moon.

She saw me, and then she smiled, “It’s Nob, come in. I’m sorry.

I walked over her and walked into the door, and at the first glance I saw the blessing of the family on the wall.

In the picture, women hugged the children, my dad hugged the women, standard three-member house pose.

I’m laughing at how ridiculous it is to cheat and take a picture of my family and put it in such a big picture.

She smiled and looked at her bedroom, and a woman came out with her baby.

Ah, and the nanny.

After the baby-sitter washed the fruit, she took the child to sit on the couch and greeted her with warm welcome: “Hey, don’t stand there, sit down and drink some water. I’m sorry.

I didn’t pay attention to her. I took a look at the living room, and my heart was covered up.

The house, the food, everything, it’s not cheap.

And my mom, he tried to put in a dishwasher, and he was expensive.

The nanny brought the fruit to the table and walked back to the bedroom.

“You’re welcome. Your dad bought it. It’s sweet. I’m sorry.

She pushed the plate with the slabs out, reached out on her wrists, and wore the great jade bracelets, the kind of one my mother tried to buy back in the mall and couldn’t return.

“Sit here and wait. Your father went out to pick up something. He said the king crab from Chile flew in alive. I’m sorry.

“I say it’s too expensive, but your father says it’s delicious, let me taste it. I’m sorry.

“You said I’ve been eating crabs for a hundred days. I’m sorry.

She finished laughing.

I laughed too.

A young lady who spends his money on my house and comes to me and doesn’t want to see her.

“Did we meet?” I’m sorry.

As soon as she saw me, she was even more smiling.

“It’s possible I’m the new trainer. The office is next to your dad. I’m sorry.

I thought you were from the gallery. I’m sorry.

And she was so happy, and then she got cold, and she said, “Be careful. I’m sorry.

“Did you notice my father had a family?”

She breathed deep enough to see how she could bear the anger.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do. You sent the milk pump to our house. I’m sorry.

“I tell you, my parents won’t get a divorce. I’m sorry.

She squeezed on her smile and said, “Well, you don’t have to say it, but your father does, don’t you, kiki?” She ordered the baby’s face.

I lost my smile, I held my arms,

“Is it amazing to have a child? If you have a child and take a picture of your family, you’ll be a little girl. I’m telling you, my parents are the legal couple, they don’t get divorced, you’re a little girl. If they don’t get a divorce, he’ll be a bastard, and he’ll never look up to you! I’m sorry.

“Get out of here! It’s not your turn! I’m sorry.

She got upset, stood up at the door and yelled at me, and the children were scared and cried.

I’m going one step ahead, “I’m out? Can you afford this neighborhood on your salary? Can you afford this? It’s your turn to roll. I’m sorry.

“My mom was so big, I wasn’t too big, and since I knew it, I’d be in charge. I’m sorry.

“If you know each other, get out of here or I’ll make you regret it! I’ll do it!

I’m taking out the comments section, and I’m gonna growling.

Her eyes turned, her posture softened and her tears came down.

“I don’t want to ruin your family, but it’s all about life. I’m sorry.

After saying that she was bowing her head to her baby’s face, she cried.

I felt weird, turning around, and my dad was standing at the door and looking at her again, and he was so proud.

I see! But what? I’m not the one who’s wrong. I’m scared.

I turned cold and looked at my dad. He must have just come back. He didn’t even close the door.

“What’s going on?”

The woman wept a few times, and she looked like she was devastated.

I lifted my chin, “I’d like to ask, Dad, what’s going on? I’m sorry.

If it wasn’t for three, I’d have had my ears on him and I’d have told him, “The woman out there is a strange flower and she should have a nice dress and food; my mom is a radish cherry, and it’s in cold water?”

The sound of hard-core scratching foam in the box, squeaky and hard to hear.

His face changed so much, he finally opened his mouth: “Nob, you go home first. I’m sorry.

“Why go home? Is it better to be clear while everyone’s here? “I’m in a bar.

The woman looked at my dad, and my dad was so pale.

Enough! Let’s talk about it when we get home. Don’t be ashamed out there! He shouted.

From time to time, he became impatient and always used his roar to solve problems, and his emotions to squirt, like war, the two sides of the line and the strong.

When he was home, all he had to do was pull up his voice, and we got separated.

But today, that doesn’t work.

I’m not weak. “You know how humiliating it is! “If you know…”

Pop!

He put his hand in my mouth.

I covered his face with pain, and looked at his angry face, and I saw his lowest selfishness and indifference.

The heart suddenly cools down, and all the frustrations, frustrations and expectations generally quickly disappear.

I bite my lips and my tears. I’m not sad.

What’s so sad about it?

A man who’s arrogant and stupid. Can he deserve the word “father”?

He must have forgotten that he was a husband and a father.

All of a sudden, there’s a bang in the back, and the glass is pouring out.

The baby cried again.

My dad looked at the door and his face went from anger to panic.

I turned around and saw Lin Xiaog standing at the door, looking like he was going to kill, and the fine vases on the corner of the door were gone.

Tears fell out of control.

Lin Xiaowei came and stood in front of me. Is it so hard to admit that you’re sorry to my mother? I’m sorry.

“The grown-ups, the kids! ” He hated saying.

“I don’t care about anything else, but I’ll never let my mother and sister suffer! “My brother bit his teeth and took them back.

My dad squirts his mouth a few times and doesn’t talk.

The woman was upset, “Lin! You fell off them, didn’t you see Qi cried? I’m sorry.

After the woman had finished, my brother looked at her and went to her and took up the car and smashed it into her family’s house.

Boom! Another piece of debris.

The woman was too scared to protect the baby, and my dad was staring at my brother, and she was so pale that she could squeeze out the water.

My brother gave him the look of an eye and pulled me out.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! I’m sorry.

Lin Xiaomei, stand still. I’ll report it now. I’m sorry.

After a few seconds of confrontation, my dad finally pressed the woman’s cell phone and didn’t let her call the police.

9

I walked out with a glass slag, and I was in a very comfortable mood, and I put my thumb up in the twig.

When I saw him with a cold face, I used to laugh at him.

He didn’t laugh, and he was still pale.

“What happened to you?”

“In fact,” he hesitated for half a day, and said, “He had already cheated, and when you went to his mother’s school, I found him taking another woman home. I’m sorry.

After a brief silence, he added, “Not this. I’m sorry.

My heart was pounded and my heart was stuck in the house, and it collapsed silently.

I think there’s an explanation for my mom’s year-round eyebrows and the unhappiness in her face.

Dog man!

10

Back home, two dumplings on the table were running hot, and Mom came out with a bowl of chopsticks and asked us to wash our hands and eat.

Her smile was the same as usual, but I couldn’t bear to think of all the insinuations underneath it.

I groaned and ate dumplings silently.

Half the dumplings and my dad came back.

He started to get angry when he was black, accused us of not going to another house and accused my mother of not inciting us.

My mom couldn’t hear me.

“They’re so big, they don’t know anything. Do I have to teach them? I can’t tell you what you did! I’m sorry.

“What did I do? Why don’t you just remember that? Why don’t you remember when I raised you? “I’m going to make things clear today. There’s a lot of that out there, and it’s not like there’s a divorce or another marriage. I didn’t divorce you and I didn’t need you to make money to support my family. I’m sorry.

My mother was so mad at her eyes, she pointed at him and cried.

“You’ve got a family outside of your house. Why is she blind? I’m sorry.

“My mom has been dedicated to this family for 20 years, and then 20 years you’re gonna let her swallow up again. I’m sorry.

I got up almost at the same time with my sister.

He didn’t hide the sarcasm, “What did she give to this family, a housewife, taking her child for housework? This family, both of you, is dependent on me. You have no right to jump and jump! I’m sorry.

These words are like words, and they do not demean my mother, but they call him thin.

“You’re making money at home, but a family doesn’t just have money. The food will not be cooked and the clothes will not be washed and folded automatically. My mother took care of everything from everyone’s home, until Grandpa died and went to Grandma’s hospital for surgery. You can’t afford this! I’m sorry.

“And if she hadn’t resigned and taken on the responsibility of the family, you wouldn’t have fought your career without fear; if she hadn’t worked so hard for this family, you would have had no family! Homes are co-owned, money is not the best, caregiver is not the least of the people! I’m sorry.

“And even the law recognizes the value of the housewife’s work. You’re not entitled to say that about my mother! I’m sorry.

After that, my mother, Holly, looked up to me, and she still had tears in her eyes, but the eyes were shining.

I couldn’t help but say that he’s still in the water.

“You really don’t have to feel too good about yourself. Times are different. The criteria for men’s success have changed long ago. A man who has no sense of responsibility for his family, even if he succeeds in his career, will be rejected! I’m sorry.

“You…” He raised his hand.

I looked up without fear, and I said, “Why, do you want to hit me? I’m sorry.

He looked red and white and his lips didn’t talk for days. He turned and said, “Humming” to my mother, and he fell down the door.

Eleven.

My mom got up in the bedroom and I followed her in.

She sat by the bed and cried.

My mother spoke with her tears about all these years’ grief, about my father’s post, about the woman who came to the house just as soon as she was pregnant.

Speaking of more than once she had thought of a divorce, but had been in business for many years and she couldn’t bear to see the family split up.

What’s more important is that she’s in her 50s. How can she live with a divorce?

“Mom,” I looked at her with determination, and said, “It’s true that women don’t have to spend their lives in a state of reclusion. Times have changed. You can do something else. I’ll take care of you, even if I get divorced, and you’ll have half of my property. I’m sorry.

If she thought something, she asked me, “Is it true that you said the law recognizes the value of the work of housewives? I’m sorry.

I nod: The new Civil Code stipulates that if one of the spouses has a greater obligation to raise children, care for the elderly and assist the other spouse in his or her work, he or she shall have the right to seek compensation from the other spouse and the other spouse shall be entitled to compensation. I’m sorry.

She lays down, picks up her phone, and she’s like, “I’m throwing a divorce in his face now, and I’ve had a bad day. I’m sorry.

“No hurry. I held her down.

At the moment of divorce, the benefits outweigh the emotions.

I’ve seen him be selfish and indifferent, so I have to be ready before I blow the horn of a divorce.

The first is to ensure that my mother’s property is not “humanly shrunk”.

Second, there’s a lesson to be learned when it’s the slag that starts and ends. Even if he was my dad!

12

It’s been two weeks since my dad left.

At lunch break, I had an appointment with a lawyer who told me:

In a situation like my own where my father is fully in charge of the financial power, my mother can apply to the court for maintenance of property before divorce, so as to effectively avoid the concealment and transfer of joint property.

The application for maintenance of property requires a set of procedures, first of all evidence that the other party has maliciously violated the common property of the husband and wife, and also the preparation of a procedure for proof of family assets, such as a property certificate, a bank account in the name of the other party and an account number.

I couldn’t make up my mind, and I said, “I’ll think about it. I’m sorry.

That’s when the phone got one.

“Sister, I painted it from your cousin. What’s the matter? Is he an uncle? I’m sorry.

Under the news, the picture was in a hotel, where my father and Xiao San carried the baby with a smile, and the balloon was decorated on the background wall behind the main seat, with three big words in the middle: a 100-day feast.

I saw my grandmother, my uncle, my uncle, my uncle, my uncle!

I’ve got a cold in my heart and a 100-day feast in my heart. What a ridiculous family this is to eat?

Especially my grandma. My mom was in the middle of an operation!

That’s why my dad’s a gangster. He’s got a problem!

I didn’t reply to my cousin, kept the photos silently, and looked up to the lawyer and said, “I am ready to contact you!” I’m sorry.

The lawyer is still in business. He’ll be gone soon.

I opened my cousin’s circle and didn’t see that picture. It seemed to block me.

Last year, he asked his cousins for help, or did I introduce them? Now he remembers to block me and forgets his cousin.

I’m sitting alone in a café.

“This is bigamy, sue them! I’m sorry.

My cousin was so angry that if the community hadn’t been so busy with the disease these days, she would’ve dragged me to the hotel and tore it up.

I don’t want to, but the element of bigamy is that they declare that they are husband and wife or that they live together in their name.

It’s too hard to find such evidence.

“…” I had no choice but to reply to a list of ellipses and to look around my cousin’s circle.

My cousin worked in the community property, and when I saw her on a day-to-day basis, she was so bright.

Maybe my cousin can really help me!

13

The next day, I put together a bank card and stock account in my dad’s name and went to court with my mother and applied for preservation.

Upon completion of all formalities in the process, the court issued a preservation decision freezing all my father ‘ s personal accounts.

My mother then filed a suit in court for divorce on the grounds of bigamy.

My father’s salary is less than a million a year, and according to him, there’s no less.

However, following an investigation order issued by the court, counsel found in his investigation that, in addition to the RV, the total amount of the money in the account was almost 10 million.

And the house she lived in was bought secretly by my father after she got pregnant.

I guess so.

Two suites plus 10 million, huh, friends? What’s it like to suddenly find your family rich?

I: Beep the dog feeling.

On the day of the trial, my father did not expect to solve his problems, and he confessed to cheating but not to bigamy.

I’m not surprised at that, and in exchange for my eyes, the lawyer sent a photo of the “hundred-day feast” and a registration form for community vaccination.

During the previous days, there had been sudden strains in the prevention and control of the epidemic, and all households had been registered in the community.

I got a copy of that form with the help of my cousin. This registration form, which was filled out by the family member and relationship of the 801 household, contains two words: husband and wife.

This is an indirect proof of the relationship between the spouses.

This, together with evidence such as the birth of a child out of wedlock and the launching of a 100-day feast, resulted in the death of the two men for the crime of bigamy.

Bigamy is going to jail.

Ms. Li Mijoo, a three-year-old who lives in room 801, must not have thought that one day she would be hammered into her cell by the love of her own secret show.

My father’s face was gray, and his mind was completely lost.

Honey, he’s begging to reach out to my mom.

My mom was politely avoiding it.

The divorce judgement was passed in court, and in view of the many years my mother had spent and the terrible acts of my father ‘ s de facto marriage, a percentage of the property was distributed, and my mother received the house and 65 per cent of the property.

The three-biter house, and the remaining 35% of the property was awarded to Dad.

14

The divorce was a clean one, but the disturbance did not end.

The next day, my grandmother came to my house with a bunch of uncles to accuse my mother of being unconscionable and force her to drop the charges against my father for bigamy.

My grandmother had to cry and hang herself, tearing up the moral kidnappings, saying that my mother shouldn’t have done that to her husband, and that my mother was a poor woman, and that she had to leave the family.

At the beginning, my mother tried to communicate, and then she realized that they were here to make trouble, and it finally became unbearable:

“Now that you know I’m your daughter-in-law, how do you care when your son is a jerk?” I’m sorry.

My mother pointed at the door, biting on my grandmother and said:

“He’s in jail. He’s married. He’s divorced. This is my house. Try not to believe!”

Seeing my mom, some uncles just said something.

My grandmother saw the man who supported her, and she was so short, she cursed and left.

After all, the divorce was hurting, and the pain of my mother was completely over.

And I comforted her: “Don’t listen to my grandmother’s lies. My father did everything you could for years. Life is your own. You don’t have to put up with him forever. I’m sorry.

15

After the trial, my father and Xiao San each received a year’s imprisonment.

My mother wanted to drop the case during that time, and she was afraid the case would affect our brother.

But I spoke to my brother and felt that there should be a cost of betrayal and a limit to tolerance.

Good is for the moral and some are not worthy!

In order to help the mother adjust to her post-divorce life, I took her to the University of the Elders, chose a subject of interest to her, and made new hairstyles with her and bought many new clothes.

Now she has nothing to worry about and holds property, and the whole person is re-emerging and smiling every day, hoping that life can be so much better.

Of course, my mother was introduced, but she refused, saying that she wanted to enjoy her life and live for herself.

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One year of imprisonment, although short, is enough to change something.

After his release from prison, my father and Lee Mi-ju were married, but my father lost his job and is no longer Shanti.

That’s why they’re not happy.

When I heard that from my neighbors, it was no surprise.

Life is trivial, not to mention that my father, who lost his executive, is an old man.

There is no competition in the workplace and no source of water, but only as much as possible;

It’s the boss who throws his hands and he’s angry.

Later, it was reported that after less than six months, the child had been left behind.

A few months later, on Mid-Autumn Day, my father came to the door with a gift, in the presence of my mother, with a left word of “relationship” and a right word of “reunification”, which was so clear that he wanted to get my mother back together.

My mother kept her distance in a nice way, and then she pulled him in the middle of something.

“We’re going to jail for bigamy. Why don’t you take a lesson? The blogger adds:

Keep your eyes on the road.