The husband and wife can maintain the family, mostly for the children

As soon as the college entrance examination is over, the parents can't wait to go through the divorce procedures. I thought they were finally out of the sea of ​​suffering, and I could live a peaceful life. Unexpectedly, after their divorce, I was forced to become a "biography microphone", and I couldn't rest forever...

After my parents divorced, I was treated as a "biography microphone" p

, My dad’s autumn trip, a large passenger full of employees came down the cliff, the personnel were killed and injured, and bad news was flying all over the city.

"Why don't you call him directly?" I was anxious. A year ago, my parents divorced just after I was admitted to college. In the past year, they have been well, and they both pretended to unknowingly pick out each other's news from my mouth during the summer and winter vacations. But at the moment, life and death are at stake. What are you holding back?

"Fight!" My mother said with an aura, "I can't get through after several times, maybe he has blacked me out!"

The phone was connected, and my dad was surprised: "Is there any news on the Internet? I didn't go on leave when I caught a cold. God bless you. I will rush to the hospital now."

I mentioned my throat Her heart fell back into her chest: "My mother is so anxious that you can't get through on the phone all the time. You call it back to make her feel relieved."

"I need her to care? I don't need to worry about eating carrots!" My dad is very worried. Disdain.

But my mother received his WeChat: I’m fine, thank you for thinking!

My mother replied: Who misses you so rarely, I’m afraid that the girl’s stall will make trouble!

It's easy to say, and it's hard to respond. I grew up in a quarrel for three days and a big quarrel for five days. When I became sensible, I found that the reason for their quarrel was very ridiculous.The dishes are salty, the house is dirty and messy, and you are about to do things. They are all trivial, even if they talk lightly, they will suddenly start arguing with thunder and complaining about each other. Flying dog can't stop jumping. I have made countless times when they blushed and their necks were thick and angrily questioned: "Aren't you tired?" They seemed to enjoy it, and within a few days of disappearing, the beacon smoke reappeared again and again, a vicious circle.

As soon as I finished the college entrance examination, they calmly informed me that the divorce procedures were completed, and they said that they had done it for me before. I grew up and became independent, and they didn't want to do it anymore.

As soon as I was about to spread my wings and fly high, the nest behind me burst into pieces. Of course, I was extremely sad, but I thought about it instead of being tied together to torture each other like this.

But I found that they are not used to each other in such a calm day.

used tactics to persuade her parents to remarry

As early as the first winter vacation after college, I discovered my mother’s abnormality: she could fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. Now I have insomnia every night, and I am several years old all at once.

I asked her what's wrong, she said menopause is troublesome. I'm "menopausal" at the age of 42, and I don't believe it.

One afternoon when she got off work early, she went into the kitchen and said she was going to cook a big meal for me. She served four dishes and arranged three pairs of dishes and chopsticks. I asked: "Who else is coming?"

She hurriedly evacuated, and said embarrassingly: "Oh, I forgot..."

I set aside a few of every meal and put it in to keep warm Lunch box , ready to be sent to my dad. My mother didn't stop it.

When my dad took the lunch box, he said, "Thank you girl. It’s great that you are back. Dad is a blessed one."

I said, "My mom did a good job urging me to send it to you. She wants You have to eat well, and your body must not deal with it blindly."My dad was taken aback for a moment, and he said, "Do you think she can't deal with it? Where can I make trouble when I eat alone? It's the only way she can do it when you come back." "

I said in amazement: "How do you know? My mother told you?"

"You can guess without saying..." After 20 years of marriage, they know each other Into the bones.

"Actually, you still worry about each other in your heart. Let's remarry. "I said.

My dad said helplessly, "Your mother is good everywhere, but her mouth is bad. "Don't just look at her mouth, don't you still have a tofu heart!" I continued to lobby.

He was silent, he must have recollected my mother's various good things like cows and sheep in loneliness. I said: "Don't you also have a bad mouth? But if you let her point her, you won't go to this day. "

My dad gave a soft "um", telling the truth: "I regret it too. Why do you have common knowledge with her?"

I am delighted, knowing that there is a way to reflect.

I started to clean up the house for my dad. He now lives in the old house we used to live in, and it’s messed up everywhere. After working for a long time, it became spotless and organized. I took photos and sent them to my mom: Look, how clean my dad’s house is!

Zhifu Moruo's wife, my mom guessed him There is a newcomer: "If no one helps to clean up, the pigsty will be formed early. "

When I was wrong, I said the wrong thing: "It's really possible! My dad is tall, handsome and successful. Several single aunts are chasing him, so you despise him!"

My mother was furious: "Don't I’m back, let’s live with your parents and stepmothers!"

I ran back to coax my mother and told her that although my dad has no shortage of suitors, he felt that no one was as good as her, and he did not plan to marry another. Now he is alone and alone. It’s so pitiful, I’m so desolate every day, I still don’t leave my hands and wine, I don’t leave my mouth, the house is really like a pig’s nest, I cleaned it up.

My mother said, "It deserves it. He left by himself. Who told him to follow me with the tip of the needle every day?”

"Why don’t you be like the tip of a needle, my dad can be like the wheat? Did you?"

My mom turned on the contemplation mode,Speechless. The next day, I heard her voice chat with an aunt: "I used to quarrel all day, thinking that I can do whatever I want without him. I'm really separated, and the ears are clean, but I'm more upset than before..."

From constant quarrels to harmony and harmony

I tried my best to deal with my dad and my mom, and they managed to control each other's situation in the communication with me. , From time to time expressed concern, but that concern is expressed through "you tell your mom" and "you tell your dad", they never talk to each other.

I don't support the wall, so I just obey the tacit understanding of these two people. In the past, you were stubborn and I was stubborn. Now it is you who are stubborn and I am also stubborn. No one wants to take the lead in "disarming" my second winter vacation after I went to college. When I was at home on vacation, I signed up as a volunteer, ate and lived in the hospital to help check the nucleic acid test specimens. My dad entered the epidemic prevention and control headquarters as a leading cadre, and he was also busy day and night.

My mother's community is classified as medium risk. She stays in isolation at home and can't go anywhere. The loneliness has been magnified countless times than before, and there are crisis-ridden news on mobile phones and TV. My mother is worried about our father's safety day and night. I was too busy to help her find out about my dad in time. She finally asked my dad in the three-person family group that had been silent for a year and a half: "The restaurants are closed and the takeaways are gone. Can you have dinner on time? ?"

My dad said that there is a temporary cafeteria for meals. Then he replied and asked: "Do you still have any of your dishes? I will ask the community watchman to send you some?"

"No, you can take care of yourself. Don't try too hard, eat and sleep well. No matter how you work, it’s dangerous to lose your resistance."

From then on, my mother was like an alarm clock. In the morning, at night and in the evening, we must be asked to upload photos of meals in the group. Once, I keenly discovered the meals my dad took. It’s the same as the one from 3 days ago, so I groaned: "Don’t lie to me, I’ll send it to you if I can’t eat, I’m a girlfriend who runs a restaurant.Now I am a food delivery volunteer. "

My dad also asked my mom to dry the food and vegetables, and he was busy supervising her: "You also need to improve your resistance, don't cope with it. "

I was moved to the tearful expression to join in the fun, then suddenly I remembered an ancient poem about lovesickness between men and women, encouraging each other and having a good meal. I hurriedly wrote it: Sijun is old, and the years are too late, so don’t give up. Return to the road and work hard to add meals. ......

They are very tacitly ignorant of me, maybe I am embarrassed.

The risk state is lifted, I When Mom was able to leave the community once every two days, one day she called me in a panic in the group: "Go to the emergency room and see if it's your dad who fainted! I didn't answer the phone when I called him, it must be him! ”

It turned out that she used vibrato and saw a leader of the city fainted during the frontline inspection of the prevention and control. The people who raised up with their hands and feet were indistinct, but they looked like my dad. It happened that my dad had a private chat with her that he wanted to go for a walk, and he forgot to bring his cell phone. I was so busy that day, and I didn’t notice that the cell phone was out of power. I waited for the guard to call and complain that my mother had rushed in. In the emergency room, I stopped her and looked back on WeChat. I saw that her voice became hoarse in the group, and she kept asking us to "talk!" "Hurry up!"

I'm no longer in the group It's mixed in, obviously I don't need me, they both talked privately.

Now, the sound of our house is still noisy. Noisy or noisy, "Small noises happen every day, big noises three or sixty-nine" has become "Little noises three." Sixty-nine, there will be no more big noise", I think, they will gradually become more and more harmonious...

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