Old couple outside the seventies are still domineering in those aspects
Old couple outside the seventies still do not change their style back then. Do you ignore your wife's life or death?
Author: Li Liushen
The Russian-Ukrainian war escalates, and nuclear risks are increased by one level.
The evil spirits in the West are still secretly provoking, causing the war to continue to intensify.
and other international situations are naturally topics of discussion among experts. Today we only want to talk about the cells of society:
Family, marriage.
Home is the resting place for the soul, home is the gas station for life, home is the comfort of happiness, home is the punching bag when you are worried, home is the place where you feel warmest when you are facing setbacks, and home is the small stage for each of us.
Marx said that the family is the cell of society. There is nothing big about the cell, but it is more important than anything else.
Some homes are where people suffer.
encountered something strange the day before yesterday, and I want to tell you this story.
Some people say that if these cells are healthy, the big family will definitely be able to develop more vigorously.
The question you are concerned about is here.
Are some families often suddenly changing wind and rain, and lightning and thunder?
Is it a young couple quarreling at the end of the bed and?
Is it a well-educated couple who love each other and love all day long, sweet and sweet?
These questions are actually easy to find answers.
For example, the marriage history of those stars and stars often gives us an illusion, and if we are not careful, we will become a hot search.
What about their love, their marriage, their family? I believe you can think of the whole picture based on those cases.
This is not alarmist.
Look at the family around you, how many couples are not angry? How many couples don’t make noise? How many couples are sweet?
Noisy, every family is indispensable ...
People at work quarrel, and both parties still have work, so they can escape. However, people who don’t go to work have nowhere to escape. We can quarrel all night long, we can quarrel endlessly, so we can't speak, so we have to forget to eat and sleep, so we can't recognize our relatives.
The day before yesterday, I was traveling around and relieving my boredom, but I met an old lady with tears in a valley. After repeated persuasion, she stopped crying and told us about her decades of marriage.
I dare not use tragic experience to describe her life. I can only use two words to illustrate his view of marriage:
dead, ban .
No matter whether the path you are taking is right or wrong, no matter what your choice is, you will stick to it, it can only be said that you are too rigid.
In order to listen to the old lady, a lot of toilet paper was wasted that day.
- She uses it, I use it, and everyone around me needs to use it.
wipe sweat, tears, and sad nose.
The old man said that when she was young, she could be called a great beauty. At that time, countless young men were looking at her with strange eyes.
She was very naive and stubborn, fearing that the young people would eat her and rushed to her home from hundreds of miles away, and soon married a learned man.
As soon as she got married, she found that her husband was different. Perhaps she had just contacted a stranger and didn't understand his temper, so she wanted to adapt as soon as possible.
The husband has to drink every day, and he gets drunk every time. He either can’t walk the way or shakes his way and falls on the bed when he gets home.
Later I learned that my husband is a drunkard and he cannot survive without alcohol. I don't know the story of this drunken story, and I don't want to go into it.
Men should also have their own secrets. He wants to use alcohol to cover up that history that he does not want to be disclosed, so let him get drunk and get drunk!
I said, since you have met a drunkard in your life, I believe your marriage will not be much better.
She said, my life is miserable.
I lost my father when I was a child. My mother took me out to beg for food, but lost my life on the way. I don’t know how difficult and dangerous the world is, so I secretly made up my mind to survive.
A kind-hearted person gave me to the widowed elderly.
They did not regard me as their daughter, but as their animals.
On a windy and dark night, I sneaked away.
The second family still doesn't regard me as a human being, and either scolds or beats me, leaving an indelible shadow in my little heart.
In the cold winter, I was forced to do coolies outside, my hands and feet were frozen and my whole body was numb. When I got home, I could only eat cold steamed buns.
In the hot summer, people are enjoying the cool under the trees, and they force me to pull weeds into the fields. Until now, my dizziness is untreatable.
17 years old, I broke away from their claws, rushed to a foreign land, and was forced to get married.
didn't expect to meet a drunkard.
Alcoholics always use alcohol to commit domestic violence. Although
is often scolded and often angry, she has a taste of food after all. For me, life has improved and I am unwilling to leave the hard-working home.
Building a family is like picking up soil with a needle, and spending a family is like pushing a boat.
finally has its own house and children, but the drunkard has not restrained himself at all.
Once it rained, he threw me to the ground and rode on my body to beat me. The corners of my mouth were bleeding and one of my teeth fell off.
The old lady opened her mouth and asked me to see it. I said with pain, how painful it would be!
She said that she was already numb.
I said, can anyone care about you making noises, beating and scolding?
She said, don't mention it, someone came forward to persuade him to rent and he would chase that person...
Once, twice, three times, five times. After a long time, who dares to cause trouble!
I said, he still didn't meet the evil ones.
She said, you don’t know that he is not just an alcoholic, he is simply a life-threatening bastard.
I feel a little uncomfortable, I dance with a knife and a stick, it’s scary... Why do outsiders have to do it? If he suffers a loss, I will suffer even more.
I always thought that cultural people are well-educated and will have good life. Unexpectedly, when I was in my 70s, I still remained unchanged from my temper back then.
says, what do you know if you don’t know one of the big words? I am a cultured person after all.
I thought he had a culture. It turned out that he was a high school student in that era, and his level was not as good as that of the current primary school students.
will curse me if you have any discomfort and drive me out--"Get out, get out, get out."
I said, are you reasonable? We built the house hard, why did we get out?
He said, I didn’t get the marriage certificate , I’m not a couple, I can leave at any time.
Is this what a cultural person said? Even if I don’t get a marriage certificate and have lived together for so many years, aren’t I still a couple?
The old lady said that now all the children have started a family and have grandchildren. We are the two of us who are skinny and dependent on each other. Then she thought that he still did not change his bad habits back then.
noisy and quarrels made me hate this world.
Going in life is a kind of fate, and sometimes separation is also a blessing of love.
I repeatedly persuaded the old man and gave her the drinks and snacks I brought.
The old lady suddenly said, I'll leave you!
I said, should you take your husband over?
She said, "Yes, I left him and left him alone to guard that big house, and I couldn't be much better in my heart."
After hearing this, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart - I've been making noise for a lifetime, and I still can't let go of my husband.
is a person who is afraid that you will be too stubborn.
I couldn't help but think that people get married not only for the purpose of raising offspring, but also for the needs of their feelings. People themselves are lonely and need companionship. Since they are together is fate, why not cherish them?
If you lose your fate, you will not have time to regret it.
Those things that come from fate will eventually end and leave. Don't look at the wound, it will scar one day, and the scar will not fade, but it will not hurt again.
