I have a good dream every night, but after dawn I have to fall into the trap of the world. I have to move bricks step by step every day. I receive a salary every month that I can’t even support myself. When I go home, I have no choice. Unable to bear the cold look from his wife,

I have a good dream every night, but after dawn I have to fall into the trap of the world. I have to move bricks step by step every day, and I receive a salary every month that I can’t even support myself. When I go home, I I had to endure the cold looks from my wife, sitting alone silently smoking cigarettes and drinking alcohol. When my wife finished cooking, she called me to eat like a dog. From her disdainful eyes, I could clearly see a great shame. And every time after dinner, seeing her walk into the room to rest without looking back, I had to consciously finish washing the dishes before I could hide in the corner alone and smoke a cigarette. In my wife's opinion, this is the greatest compensation I can make for this family.

​I didn’t complain about the unfairness of my fortune, nor did I blame my wife for not being generous enough. I only complained that I was a loser who everyone hated. I also love my family very much, and I have thought about trying to change it, but no matter how hard you struggle, it doesn't work. When your fate is doomed and hopeless, it means that you will be a receiving bag in your life. As a man, I don’t want to be unable to hold my head high in front of my wife, so when I lost my job, I decided to move bricks the next day, thinking that if I worked harder, I would gain a lot. However, it backfired. When others know that you are older, Or he has a low education level and is laid off, and not even the janitor at the brick factory will look him in the eye. I once thought that I was still a little prouder than the doorman, but it turned out that I was wrong, and couldn't be more wrong. Even in the eyes of the doorman, I was just a beggar.

​These days, even the beggars are divided. One day, I was walking on the street, and a beggar asked for money from everyone he saw, but he wouldn't ask for it from me. So, I deliberately dangled in front of him, fully expecting him to reach out to me pitifully. Unexpectedly, he snorted at me, turned around and left. Later, I figured out a truth. When you are in rags and have no use for anything, you are really not as good as a beggar. At least a beggar can make a lot of money begging for food. The only way I can hide my face is to go to bricks. The meager salary earned by moving bricks in the factory. With this salary, even beggars are no longer looked down upon. But I was still very high-spirited, thinking that no matter how miserable I was, I would never go begging for food, but I was so wrong. When I met the beggar again, he had already changed into an expensive suit and was going to eat seafood. I finally understood that I was really worse than a beggar.

That day, I heard my wife calling her best friend to borrow money, saying that she needed to pay the mortgage. In an instant, my heart broke. As a man, he can't take responsibility on his shoulders and has to rely on borrowing money from his wife to survive. Where should I put my face? So, I decided to cheer up. If I continue to be depressed, it won't be long before my family will suffer from the northwest wind. After all, as the children grow older, money is used everywhere. So, I got so obsessed that I just believed the lies told by a former colleague, and borrowed a loan shark, hoping to make a comeback. But the result was that not only did I not come back to life, but I was left with a lot of foreign debt. Almost every day, someone threatened me to pay back the money. It turns out that I was planning to wait for the situation to improve and discuss having a second child with my wife. Now seeing the contempt in my wife's eyes, I had to quietly let go of my delusions. I finally figured it out, I was destined to be a fool in this life!