Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

I never dare to get angry easily again. I almost had a stroke and became hemiplegic, with a crooked mouth and eyes and unable to get out of bed for the rest of my life.

If it really comes to that, I'm afraid the old woman won't be willing to serve me, and throwing and hitting her would be the least of her worries.

As for my son? Oh, who dares to count on him?

After being hospitalized for a few days and enjoying a high-end soft sleeper-like bed, my back pain was significantly relieved.

When the doctor announced that I could be discharged from the hospital, I was somewhat reluctant.

Alas, this is not a good thing. The hospital is not a good place. I wish I would never come here again.

Lan Zi did make a phone call. She couldn't bear to part with Da Mao, Er Mao and San Mao, and was struggling over whether to divorce.

I said divorce. You can’t keep a dirty man. He’s unlucky.

Lan Zi sneered on the other end of the phone.

[Dad, back then, you said he was a good man, honest and filial, without any ulterior motives, and that as long as he was willing to endure hardships, his life would not be bad. I married him just because I listened to you, and I have been suffering all these years...]

My throat choked up, and I suddenly wanted to call the old Chinese doctor to give me a few more injections in my heart.

I feel so blocked and angry that I want to jump up and beat someone up!

Wu Zhi hasn't taken a long vacation yet to go back home, and he is the only one in the Wu family who can support Lan Zi.

But the company won't approve my leave. How can a junior clerk who got in through the backdoor want to take a month's maternity leave or personal leave? What a pipe dream!

But Xiao Zheng called me and said that he was so angry that he went to Lan Zi's house and beat that inhuman thing until it cried and screamed and couldn't get out of bed.

I remembered him as a big man weighing 200 pounds, with a fist as big as a pestle, and his mouth couldn't help twitching.

[Uncle Wu, if Sister Lan gets divorced, can I marry her? ]

[If I can't marry you, I'll marry into your family. I really like the food you cook! ]

I opened my mouth wide, not really understanding how the topic had turned to this.

The old woman, holding Doudou, passed by me for the fifth time, with her ears perked up.

Hey, she's eavesdropping!

[I don’t know whether she will leave or not, as long as Lan Zi is willing to give up those three children! ]

I know my daughter's temper, and she will probably endure it for the sake of my sons. However, how can we go on living with such a bad thing?

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I never expected that my son-in-law would file for divorce first, just for the baby in the widow's belly.

My blood pressure soared, and I immediately lay down on the sofa when I realized something was wrong.

The daughter-in-law hurriedly placed orders and asked someone to run errands to buy blood pressure-lowering drugs and quick-acting heart pills, and she called frantically to urge them to come.

The errand boy was afraid of someone losing their life, so he didn't dare to stop for a moment and delivered the goods as fast as he could.

The old woman rarely scolded her daughter-in-law for spending money recklessly, and kept caressing my chest.

All the soft breast meat was pushed onto her belly.

If you ask me why a grown man like me has so much chest fat, well, time is merciless, it's all thanks to gravity.

After taking the medicine, the old woman felt better. She grabbed the phone and called Lan Zi for advice.

There is no need to waste your breath on someone who is unreasonable. Either beat him into submission or find the manufacturer who is a bad guy, make a big fuss about it, and let the family disgrace be exposed.

Professional things should be done by professionals. I admit that my old lady is more capable than me.

The next day, the son-in-law was forced by his own parents to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Lan Zi walked in front, holding Da Mao, Er Mao and San Mao's hands. The children all expressed their desire to follow their mother.

On the phone, the woman with a hoarse voice choked up several times and burst into tears.

[Sister-in-law of the Wu family, we are sorry for not teaching our son well. Lan Zi wants to leave, and we are too embarrassed to keep her... The eldest son has been spoiled. After they have completed all the formalities, I will ask the clan leader to divide him up and not give him any property... But the three children... children...]

The phone was on speakerphone, so my wife and I both heard it.

I feel extremely unhappy about this kind of treatment.

Roll the ball!

Since Da Mao, Er Mao and San Mao are willing to follow their mother, no one can stop them!

……

My wife and I finally returned to our hometown. We were used to the days of looking up at the sky and digging the soil with our heads down. It was easy to get sick if we stayed in a small house.

After the daughter-in-law recovered, she held the chubby Doudou in her arms, with the mother and daughter putting their faces together and smiling sweetly.

On the eve of departure, Wu Zhi whispered to his daughter-in-law that a nanny had been hired and would be available at any time.

Oh, you thought I was hard of hearing and didn't hear it?!

Anyway, you have money, do whatever you want, I don’t care.

The old woman lost 20 kilograms while taking care of her grandson. She had dark circles under her eyes like a panda, and her face, which used to be pretty, now drooped like an old monster.

I said this directly, and she angrily punched my chest and almost passed out.

When you get older, you still can’t learn this kind of flirting from young people, cough cough cough, it’s terrible.

The old sisters from the neighborhood flocked to ask about what was happening in the capital, and they couldn't hide the envy in their eyes.

The old woman sat among a group of old ladies who were picking their teeth, spitting and blowing their noses. She actually looked different and kind, as if she had been deliberately trained.

The lazy, rich and picky daughter-in-law deserves credit for this. Give her a thumbs up.

Lan Zi set up a stall to sell boxed lunches near Damao and Ermao's schools. Sanmao was still young and the kindergarten wouldn't accept him, so she could only tie a rope around his waist.

Sanmao was like the leg of a compass, spinning around with Lan Zi as the center of the circle all the time. When he was tired, he would sleep in the door of the stall cart, getting covered in oil.

As soon as Da Mao and Er Mao got home from school, they would come over to help. San Mao also raised his hand to join in. So one picked the vegetables, one packed them, and one collected the money.

At mealtime, Xiao Zheng would ride his motorcycle that was emitting black smoke to hang around Lan Zi, wanting to help, but always unable to do so. He didn't care about his reputation at all, so he put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly to attract customers.

[Does Xiao Zheng really want to marry into the family? ]

[Oh, let's see how sincere he is! ]

Lan Zi would talk about all these to me with a smile, and in a trance, I seemed to see the old woman when she was young.

……

One day I suddenly felt like writing an autobiography.

I held a pencil that was bitten and had pits all over it, and tried hard to hold back a few farts.

My son is a Phoenix man and my daughter is a workhorse.

My wife is a troublemaker and my daughter-in-law is a rich girl.

As for me?

I am a crispy old salted fish!

I won't do anything to urge people to get married or have children. I will do it with my own head held high.

I don't get involved in the fight between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law, as my son can get along with both sides.

I won't spend money or effort on things, there are always righteous people who can do it, such as my father-in-law.

I should never, ever, let my son-in-law have an affair with a widow. I wish I could beat him to death!

As soon as he got angry, he had a stroke and fell down!

Alas, if you are not deaf and dumb, you can’t be a father-in-law!

I'm already in my seventies and will soon be buried. I just need to listen to my family affairs and not worry about them.

Live a few more years and don’t cause trouble to your children and grandchildren. You can do whatever you want!

My children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I will enjoy my own happiness without them.

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