A joke about my husband going the wrong way.

I think when you were your age, your dad called you garbage all day, which was the kind of thing that was hard to hear when junior high school was dark. As soon as I got home, I scolded my father, and I just smiled and didn't talk. If you answer him, he becomes more and more excited. I can only say that, as an experienced person, you can only endure losing your temper and feeling sorry for yourself until everyone doesn't understand you.