During the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, my husband and I returned to our home in the countryside hopefully.
The new house in my hometown was built during the Chinese New Year, but in the past two years, due to the epidemic and various reasons, we have not been able to come back to see with our own eyes. It was just that my uncle sent us photos when it was built, so we can come back this time. We were really excited when we moved into the new house. We were discussing the plan to add something to the new house, how to arrange it, how to allocate the rooms, and so on.
But when we got home and got off the car to see the newly built house we imagined, all our expectations were shattered.
The new house is not like a newly built building at all, it is more like an old house that has lived for ten or eight years. I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.
I looked at the little uncle’s house next to us. It was next to our house. Two three-story houses were also built at the same time. The drawings were drawn by my husband’s friends. At the beginning, the uncles liked the drawings. So I built the same according to the drawings. The exterior materials were all the same during construction, and the layout inside was almost exactly the same, but my brother had always lived in the countryside. After the house was built, we moved into a new house, and we Working in the city, I have always lived in the city. After the new house was built, the parents-in-law moved in first.
But at the moment, there are a lot of mud stains on the exterior wall of our house. I don’t know how it was thrown up. No one cleaned it up. The white exterior wall is obviously ugly, and there is even a layer of gray on the exterior wall. It also looks a little darker than the outer wall of the uncle.
Because we have not come back, furniture and appliances have not been purchased, I thought it should be empty.
But when you opened the door, you saw corncobs piled up like a hill in the middle of the hall, and even two mice were frightened when we opened the door. They chattered all of a sudden, and I was not scared. Dare to go inside again. But the mouse seemed to be more nervous than us. After a long time panic, he ran out from the back door.
After I was sure that the mouse had really run away, I began to look at the new house in shock.
Although there is no furniture, except for the pile of corncobs on the tiled floor,There are scattered corn peeling tools, a few old chairs, and various types of fertilizer bags. Even in the corner, there are still a few used dirty bowls stacked there. I don't know if the in-laws didn't wash them after eating, or if they were loaded with something else before. There was also a chicken coop about one meter wide behind the door. Although there were no chickens in it, there was chicken feces in the coop and on the ground... Seeing this, my heart was more than half cold.
In fact, before the new house was built, the old house of in-laws was like this: dirty, messy, and poor. Every time I come back, I have to do a lot of mental construction to step into the door, because even if you want to keep your eyes out, the smells that have accumulated over the years are mixed with musty smells, food rotten smells, and the smell of moist floors. Wait, it all rushes. Let alone other places, no one is pleasing to the eye. The soot and ashes accumulated in the kitchen cannot be wiped clean with a rag at all. They need to be removed with a shovel, and those commonly used eating dishes, although you can see I wake up and wash it clean, but for example, there is a layer of brown dirt on the outer edge of the bowl that my lips will touch when I drink porridge. I had to wash it over and over again before I dared to use it.
The free-range chickens, ducks and geese not only run around in the yard, but also run into the room from time to time to find food, leaving behind a small pile of chicken excrement and duck excrement, which will be stepped on if you accidentally...
Actually, my family is also in the countryside, so I have seen many phenomena in the countryside, but in a living environment like my in-laws, I really can’t do it if I blend in, but even if I want to change, I can’t shake my in-laws for decades. habit.
Remember the first year of marriage, I came back to see such a scene, I really can't stand it, I cleaned it all up before cooking. However, when I came back the next year, everything and the kitchen were restored to their original condition. The way I cleaned up was nowhere to be seen, so I lost the motivation to clean. When we come back later, I will prepare and clean all the ingredients and utensils used for cooking and bring it back. When I get home, I will cook in the pot and leave overnight. I don't want to stay too long.
My parents-in-law are really dissatisfied with my actions like this. They think I dislike them, and I really dislike them. This kind of environment is not acceptable to everyone.Sometimes I even thought it was overkill. I stayed for a while, and I would start to grow mold and get those smells...
Later we got rich, and we discussed with my uncle’s family about building a new house.
I thought that when the new house was built, those habits of in-laws could be changed, and we could live in peace for a few days when we came back, and there would be no need to bring our own ingredients and utensils back to cook. I could also use the new kitchen It worked, but seeing the scene in the living room, I didn't have much hope for the kitchen.
Sure enough, I walked towards the kitchen, and at first glance I saw the white tiles on the floor with messy footprints on the black dirt, potato chips, salt, and oil dripping from the stove. I don’t know which meal I made. It doesn’t look like the last meal anyway. There are still two bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks in the wok. The sink should be blocked and the water inside. There are oil, vegetable leaves, and rice...The bowls and dishes are placed outside in a mess, the brown dirt on the outer edge is still there, and some of the chopsticks are even moldy!
I don't want to look at the rest of the other places anymore. It should be as unsightly as the old house before.
I glanced at my husband, who also looked at me, shook his head and sighed. Anyone who sees the new house being created like this will feel uncomfortable. What's more, we haven't lived in a day by ourselves, and want to clean it up, but think about waiting for us to go back to the original state, and really don't want to do it.
turned around and went out, I went to my uncle's house.
Their additions are relatively simple, and there is a sofa chair and a TV in the living room.
Because there are two children in my uncle’s house, the toys are a little messy, but the rest of the place looks clean and simple. Everywhere reflects the owner’s attitude towards life, which makes people feel very comfortable.
I deliberately took a look at their kitchen. Compared with our kitchen, one is the sky and the other is the ground. Although there is a strong smell of smoke and fire, everything is well organized, which is exactly what I want.
The same house, because of different people, can be so different,It's no wonder that my uncle's wife has not accepted the parents-in-law to live with them.
Actually our house in the city, our parents-in-law also lived there for a while.
At that time, since my husband and I both went to work and didn't go home during the day, the in-laws were responsible for the lunch. But every time I come back from get off work, I can see the dishes they had eaten at noon soaking in the kitchen, and the used pots and pans are never washed, and no matter how clean I clean up, they cook a meal. Can be beaten back to the original shape.
The father-in-law who likes to smoke, his ashes are everywhere he goes, on the sofa, on the floor, on their bed, and sometimes even when the refrigerator is opened, there is also ashes in it, anyway, it is not in the ashtray... In many other places, many things are countless, and I have told my in-laws that they don’t take it seriously, but they are elders after all, so I have to be patient.
Once my husband and I were on a business trip, and I came back three days later. As soon as I entered the house, I could smell the stench from the kitchen. I followed the smell to find it. It turned out to be a kitchen trash can. A bucket full of it has overflowed and fallen to the ground. There are leftover rice dipped in soup, various bones, and durian shells. It should be Since the day my husband and I went out, we haven't thrown out the trash. Not only are there flying insects on the trash can, but there are also maggots crawling out...
I had a quarrel with my mother-in-law about this matter, but my mother-in-law still took it for granted. In the end, I cleaned it out wearing a mask and gloves, and I didn't even want to ask for a trash can. But the scene from that day has been lingering in my head. In those few days cooking in the kitchen, I couldn’t help but look up to the ground for fear of missing the bugs... Later, after my in-laws left, our house was also Cockroaches began to appear.
So living in a good house does not mean that the quality of life has been improved, but that people's living habits have changed along with it that really improved their quality of life.
We had a reunion dinner at my sister-in-law's house in the evening, and we returned to the city.
As for the purchase of new furniture for the new house, I think there should be no need to waste that money, otherwise it won’t be long before the rats will eat it out...
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