My annual salary is one million five hundred thousand, and I went abroad for three years, transferring eighty thousand to my wife every month. Returning to the country, however, I see my mom and dad bringing my son and daughter to pick up recyclables, squeezed into a rental house of less than thirty square meters eating steamed buns. I thought they were making the children suffer, but my mother said I owed gambling debts, and both the school district house and ancestral house were sold. But I never gambled, and my salary almost entirely went to my wife. The money hadn't been sorted out yet, when the hospital told me she donated a kidney to a "husband." But both of my kidneys are still here, who is that man?