I am from Henan, I have been married and divorced twice, worked in Zambia for 12 years, and married a wife who is 14 years younger than me. After all, my first wife gave me a daughter, which made me feel very satisfied in my heart. My second wife made a request that she would not

I am from Henan, I went through two marriages and two divorces, worked in Zambia for 12 years, and married a third wife who is 14 years younger.

Narration: Liu Wenxiong

Organizer: Mr. Xiao Han

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My name is Liu Wenxiong, a native of Henan, is 43 years old. I went through three marriages in the first half of my life, the first two of which were in China, and both ended in failure. I didn’t have much confidence in life at first, but then I came to Zambia to work for 12 years. Unexpectedly, I not only made a lot of money, but also married my third wife. Now my wife and I live in Zambia and we have a lovely son.

My first two wives disliked me for being poor. I faced criticism and looked down on me every day. I even felt that I was living a less than human life. I worked hard on the construction site every year, but I still couldn't afford a house. I even gave my wife a few pieces of clothing. I dare not buy decent clothes.

After all, my first wife gave me a daughter, which made me feel very satisfied in my heart. My second wife made a request that she would not buy a house or have children. After all, they were both married for the second time. Such conditions made it difficult for me. The main reason for accepting it was that all the money I earned at that time was spent, and I didn’t even save any money for a down payment. Even before the divorce, I took away all the money from the family and sold everything that could be sold in the family. It was a divorce in name. It's no different from leaving the house.

Maybe it was my two marriages that gave me endless blows. I happened to have the opportunity to work abroad. Although I was in my thirties, I felt like I had been rejuvenated with a new life. I actively signed up to work in Zambia. Here I not only felt that I was abroad. After working part-time for more than ten years, I also taught myself English and met a local girl. We soon fell in love. We dated for two years and finally we got married in Zambia.

I was born in the late 1970s, and I have many children at home. I didn’t read much since I was a child. After graduating from junior high school, I went out to work. I studied to be a bricklayer. When I was 19 years old, I met my first wife through a matchmaking process with my relatives. , four months later, we got married.

Speaking of relationships, I had never been in love at that time. I just felt that we didn’t hate each other and we could live together. And when I got married, I spent all my family’s savings for many years.

When we first got married, our relationship was pretty good. After all, we were newlyweds and there weren't many conflicts. But with the birth of the child, everything changed. My wife was dissatisfied with me in various ways. She even disliked our family for being poor. She couldn't even buy diapers for the child. She imitated the behavior of city people and wanted to wear gold and silver. But as a migrant worker, how could he be satisfied? The conflicts became more and more serious, and they finally divorced when the child was 3 years old.

When I got divorced, I was only 24 years old. I felt that I was young and had nothing to fear. This was also true. In the two years after the divorce, I didn’t feel much. I felt that I was only in my twenties. As long as I worked hard, it would not be too difficult to find a wife. It’s difficult, after all, I’m not ugly either.

When I was 27 years old, I met my second wife, who was also divorced. She was beautiful, and most importantly, hard-working and seemed reasonable. They quickly turned from friends to lovers. They dated for two years and soon we were married. We got married in 2006, and my second wife was one year older than me, but as love went to my head, I didn’t think much about it.

But as soon as I got married, I found that things were not going the way I thought. She had very high requirements for material life. She never ate leftovers and had to buy at least one set of clothes every month. But what I thought at the time was If she has a child, maybe she will put the child at the center of everything, but she uses the excuse of not buying a house or having children. But how can I, a migrant worker, afford a house in a big city.

Coupled with the trivial matters in life, there were more and more conflicts. Finally, she filed for divorce. But I thought that she had just gotten married not long ago and spent so much money. I didn’t want to divorce until she took away all the TVs, washing machines, etc. at home. After selling it, I also understood that a marriage certificate could not keep the woman in front of me, so I had no choice but to accept the divorce.

To be honest, it was really hard when I got divorced. After all, in just ten years, two marriages failed. I don’t usually smoke or drink, so I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me? At that time, the labor service company where I worked wanted to deploy 200 construction workers to Zambia. In order to avoid emotional harm, I took the initiative to sign up. After passing the physical examination, I went abroad and became a Chinese working abroad.

When I first arrived in Zambia, I still couldn’t adapt to the environment here. As time went by, I slowly found that I could live in a small country like Zambia. I also started to learn English by myself. It felt like I had read books for more than ten years when I was young. , I don’t even study English hard now.

My wife’s name is Kelly. She is a tall, lively and lovely woman. Her family conditions are not good. She dropped out of school after only entering junior high school. Later she worked in the canteen of our construction site. It was here that we formed an incomprehensible relationship. edge.

The first time I dealt with Kelly was when she served me fish-flavored shredded pork as fish, which made me laugh. It was also during this "incident" that I learned that this girl was single. , and want to find a Chinese husband.

is Kelly who I took the initiative to pursue. Like many domestic girls, she is very shy, but Kelly taught herself some simple Chinese. Although there are obstacles in our communication, we can still communicate so-so. Later, in order to communicate smoothly with Kelly , I also started to learn English by myself.

Learning English is relatively easy, because I studied it for a few years when I was in junior high school, so now I have picked it up again and learned it for a second time. Plus, I have a goal in mind, and I can speak fluent English in two years. At this time Kelly and I's love has entered the marriage stage. Kelly's mother was very reluctant to let her daughter marry in China, and my job at the time was about to end. After thinking about it, I finally decided to stay in Zambia and continue working with a Chinese friend. .

In 2017, Kelly and I held a simple Western-style wedding . We gave birth to a lovely son in the first year of our marriage. We have been in Zambia for 12 years. Sometimes we miss home a lot. We originally planned I have been back once every two years, but due to the epidemic, I was still delayed.

bless us.