— What are you doing?!» the husband froze. — «I’m leaving, Sergey,» his wife replied in a colorless tone. «Nina Ivanovna won’t let us live. I can’t take it anymore.»
— It’s just a bunch of trash!» — Nina Ivanovna threw the spoon onto the table. Her daughter-in-law, Nastya, blushed and ran out from behind the table. «— And under what fence did you find this silly girl?!» — Nina Ivanovna looked at her son, Sergey. «— She’s not silly, she’s my wife,» Sergey calmly … Read more