The wife has a hard time to say, there is bending that is difficult to extend, and there is hatred that is difficult to dispel. She uses death to counsel her husband, but the husband finally does not understand, only sighs, why don't you believe me? Why bother like this? Just imagine, if a wife has the ability to deceive a corpse, she should sit up and say bluntly, "The little girl is twenty-eight years old. Marrying this old melon, people will humiliate my reputation, touch my jade body, and sigh in this world, the wife can't show her face, the husband does not I would like to speak up in righteousness, people who have to make an inch, play with me, molest me, scare me, have magnanimity, don’t protect me, like a monk who drinks alcohol, like a scholar who never leaves his hand with a knife, like a hermit who takes care of people’s homes and homes, sighs in this world, there are men’s breaks Women, no women, men say, I kill your wife, why are you not angry? But please kill me, avoiders are not heroes! Husband said, your wife is dead, what's the use of killing you? Sad husband! I'm dead, you didn't give people a middle finger, you're a cotton ball that bounces softer and softer, you're a civil servant who judges the situation
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