The house was the inheritance left to me by my parents, it was pre-marital property; the car was also a cheap second-hand item. Over the years, he had been idle, but he had brought the whole family to the city, and I had been supporting their food, drink, and daily needs.
Over time, they really think of themselves as the masters. When they heard about the divorce, his mother immediately jumped up and said, "What? Divorce? What about the house? The house should be given to us!"
There was a lot of commotion, and the whole family came out.
When they learned that he had nothing to do with this house anymore, everyone's face changed.
His mother was furious: "You don't even lay eggs anymore, and you still have the nerve to ask for the house? Marrying you, he is really unlucky for eight lifetimes!"
Without any benefit ties, she finally tore off her disguise: "You're a woman, you don't have any use for the house without children. In the future, won't it just benefit others? You don't have any affection for our family at all?"
Dan was unreliable, and I didn't want our child to suffer, so we have never had a child. She had been holding her anger inside because of this.