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How many lifetimes have you been in love? How many lifetimes have you been in love with your husband? Up until now, the above sentence is often used to describe a bitter relationship between mother-in-law and son-in-law. However, is it true that every mother-in-law is bitter, and every son-in-law is hostile? Let's listen to some of the little stories of the people in the story. The first story. Let me be my mother's child. Since the day my mother and I moved in together, I have almost become another person. I think my mother and I stole my father. And my father, because of people who are not of the same blood, hated his own son. So, from not listening to my mother, beating my brother, to going to school all the time, messing around, I did everything to make my father and mother sad. When my father found out how I had harmed my mother and brother, he was furious. I thought I would close my eyes and bear my father's beating. Instead, it was my mother's embrace. The moment I saw my father's beating, my mother rushed in to help me. For the first time, I felt the warmth of my mother's embrace. What is the nature of mother-son love? I realized that I was really wrong. After what I did, do I still have a chance to be my mother's child? The second story. Please don't leave me. I accepted to marry you when you were raising a girl. Even though I gave birth to a son for you, I always felt that you cared more about the baby than yourself. While I tried to love both of you. We often argued just because of this. Once, after arguing with my husband for reasons like many times before, I was so angry that I cried. Seeing this, the baby ran back to the crib, but was ready to scold me for pushing it away. The baby was in a coma for a few seconds, then bled. Mom, I hate you. Why do you ask that? I never hate you. But just now, I pushed you. Please don't leave me. I lost you. I only have you. The words of the innocent girl immediately melted my heart. I was happy to hold the little girl in my heart. I'm sorry. I was wrong. The third story Mom, don't worry. I'm here. Despite the fact that you have a 7-year-old son, I have to live with you under the same roof. And until now, I still feel very lucky to be the mother of a cute boy That year, I was pregnant with my sister and brother's child, but I still brought my husband's child to their house to play. At that time, you didn't hate me, but you never expressed your regret. Because I was not careful, I fell off the bike. The first thing you did after waking up was to ask and comfort me. Mom, are you okay? Is the baby okay? Because I was so emotional, I cried. The baby thought I was in pain, so he cried and hugged me. Mom, don't worry. I'm here. You see, no matter who the mother is, or who the child is, as long as you treat each other sincerely and nicely, you will definitely receive very warm and touching things. So what? We have to distinguish between mother and son when we can completely lift ourselves up like a spinning wheel with wheels.