I rely on the filial piety system to bankrupt my ex-husband's family
Language: en
My father-in-law, Rick, woke from his afternoon nap. I brought him a freshly brewed tonic broth. “Dad, give this a try. I made it especially for you.” I was about to turn back to the kitchen when Rick suddenly slammed the bowl onto the table with a crash. The scalding hot broth splashed all over my hand, but he just pointed at the bowl and spat, “The number of berries in here is odd! Odd numbers bring bad luck, you wicked woman! Are you trying to curse me to an early grave?” “I watched you put them in! Don't even try to deny it!” “Son, listen to your dad. Divorce her! Our family has…