My beautiful alcoholic husband is back and has stopped drinking. The reason was that he was semi-paralyzed, couldn't speak clearly, and could turn his eyes with me for most of the day. I asked him, "Do you still know me?" ”
He blinked his slow-motion eyelids: "Small, blue--"
"Then you still drink?"
He couldn't drink it, he wouldn't shake his head, and the corner of his mouth was half upturned: "Hey---."
This is my husband, the drunkard husband I love and half hate, Ah Quan.
The year I met him, he was a technician sent from the Light Industry Bureau, and he had a beautiful figure that made people salivate. He is not very pretty, with single eyelids, thick lips, and nothing but a high nose bridge with a good-looking chin. But I just think he is beautiful, the lover's eyes out of the West, this sentence makes people say rotten, and I have not seen through.
Ah Quan also went on the road, and after a few months he began to chase me, his family was in the field, every time he left work, he walked with me all the way, saying that it was a way, I did not debunk, who let me like him too. He even waited for me at the door when he went to work, and his very good dormitory was just the place where he slept in the second half of the night.
To say that our relationship has gone further, it is because of an accident.
Ah Quan was two years older than me, and he and our fellow workers often played and played. In the winter, the house for employees to take a lunch break is lit with a stove and boiling water. We went crazy, and I grabbed a jug of water and threw it at a co-worker who was joking with me without even thinking about it. It was Ah Quan who rushed over to block it, and as a result, the hot water scalded Ah Quan's cheeks, half of his shoulders and chest. Fortunately, the clothes were thick in winter, but the face was burned.
At the hospital, I asked Ah Quan why he did this, and he said that if it was hot, others would be afraid that I would be responsible.
I cried, "Fool, didn't you make meat?" ”
Yes, the word fool has always been a term for love and disgust, and people who love each other like the person who makes a fool of each other.
I swore in my heart that he would not marry in this life.
This matter was finally known to the family, and it was finally opposed by the family.
The reason is that there is no him, Ah Quan's family is not good, the position is too low, and the most important thing is that he drinks, no, it is an alcoholism. After drinking twice at my house, I was noticed by my old father and advised me to give up. It's not wrong for a man to drink, it's wrong not to be self-sustaining.
Ah Quan really loves wine, and later learned that he was sent to the grassroots because he could not coexist with his colleagues in the institutional liquor store.
He usually has a bold personality and has the bloodiness of a northern man, but he is not open-minded because he is very serious about things.
Happy, sad, unhappy, except for me, it is wine, sometimes I am not as good as wine.
Drinking with friends was a pleasure to throw a thousand dollars, although he was not worth a thousand dollars. When you drink alcohol, you will grind and chirp and pestering you with love talk, crazy talk, and. This is fine, I am afraid of encountering the wrong way of the liquor bureau, drinking too much will be bad, as the saying goes, there is no wine morality, a no wine morality is good, I am afraid that a bunch of people have no wine morality. But there are not many such things.
But at that time, I knew that he was not the material of the standard husband, but I loved him miserably, and even his drinking posture was so handsome. Aren't you an alcoholic, you say?
Often he was drunk, and I, a six-headed, fairly strong girl, half-carried a man who was a circle older than me to send him back to the dormitory, and also diligently fed him water and porridge. I gave him a pat on the back and gargled, cleaned the dirt, slept, and I wiped his face off the quilt.
Later, I also thought, how could I be so stupid at that time, in the eyes of others, I was a, right? But at that time I was so stupid and mean. Once he drank a bad stomach, hit a hanging bottle overnight, his face was sallow with pain, and he vomited when he drank water. I stayed with him all night, fed him rice porridge, and then helped him rub his chest and stomach, and his hands were sore, so that he fed the next half bowl, so that he didn't vomit. At that time, there was no boredom for him, only heartache, heartache that he had lost his father early, and heartache for the ruthlessness of his stepmother in the family. Although he still drank well after he got better, I did not change my nature, and I married him despite the dissatisfaction of my family.
The tide of reform was coming, the factory was getting more and more depressed, and when my son was five years old, we were both unemployed.
He got into a friend's company with technology. I work part-time for a restaurant, I have to take my children in the morning and evening, I am busy, and Ah Quan is even more early and late. It was only at night that he did not pull this meal, and in the early years he followed the leaders of the organs, And Moutai Wuliangye drank it, and he withdrew because of the intrigues and struggles of these good wines. Now that he drinks cheap wine with water, isn't he looking for a dizzy feeling and arrogance!
In that era when the system was flipped, I was difficult, he was difficult, he didn't say it, I could guess. For eight of the ten days he had to drink until he threw up before going to bed. After marriage, chai rice oil and salt diluted the flowers before marriage, and we had no mood to talk about love in addition to the busyness of being poor. Only after every day is busy facing the drunken husband who walks on his toes.
It's really sad, he drank wine and talked nonsense, it doesn't matter, don't do housework, hey! It's okay, but I don't know if he will come back from making trouble for you outside one day. This is not alarmist, there is this previous conviction. Recently, I had an unpleasant quarrel with the boss friend, and I had a fight, and when I heard that he went to drink with his friends, I went up every time I didn't drink.
Every day I stayed up like this, and I also had a temper when I took away his bottle and clamored for him to quit drinking. At this point, he was also aggrieved, and for the first time he lost his temper with me and smashed a table of food. I went out holding my son and threatened him with a divorce.
Walking on the autumn windy street, sad tears, tears are dried by the wind, and then dried again, it seems that the grievances of these years can not stay in the eyes, have to flow out. Wandering until late at night, the tears were gone, the child was sleepy, my heart was like a lack of an empty uncomfortable, and the ghost sent God home. I saw Ah Quan lying asleep on the edge of the bed, half on the bed, half on the ground, teardrops hanging on his face against the edge of the bed, and his eyelashes were wet. My tears welled up again, oh my God! What to do? Without leaving, life is still the same. leave? My heart suddenly tightened, as if I saw that the drunken Ah Quan had no home, and what would happen without his wife.
Ah Quan did not sleep, he opened his eyes and suddenly smiled, with tears in his eyes: "Qing, Qing --- you, did not leave!" ”
He got up and tried to go to the toilet in the courtyard, stumbling to find the door.
I was so angry that I handed the child's little basin over, and he knew to turn his back.
However, after the urine was finished, he did not fall, so he held it in his hand: "Qing, Xiaoqing, I, I am not happy, he calculates me, I,"
I don't know who he's talking about, and he won't say it when he's going to put it aside. Breathing a little, he reached out to help him.
"Qing, you are really, well," he raised his hand: "Drink, accompany me, drink," put it to his mouth and really took a sip.
"Vomiting" I almost threw up, and I was angry and distressed, and the cleaver grabbed the small basin and threw it outside the door.
He grabbed my arm and said, "Qing, don't leave, I, no--" He whimpered and buried his face in me and said love words that had been changed by alcohol.
I was stuck with him again, afraid that I really had to stick to it for the rest of my life.
Sticking does not mean that there is no wind and no rain, and his self-respecting disposition will never make me quiet.
It is almost impossible to confuse, and his career is still not improving. Outsiders are fine, in front of my family he is afraid of losing face, plus the mother's family does not agree to our marriage, so we do not often return to our mother's house after marriage. Just go once during the New Year's Festival, so as to maintain this relationship. Even so, it is inevitable that there will be an accident, when he returned to the door on the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he and his second brother moved their hands after drinking because of the quarrel. Both of them drank too much, and the crowd pulled down a stool and knocked the second brother unconscious, and spent three days in the intensive care unit, almost dying.
On that day, I was really confused, so I stayed in the guardianship room for two days, praying that the second brother was alive. I hate Ah Quan, hate him for being drunk, hate him for being irresponsible to our mother and son. I even wondered why it wasn't he who was in trouble. I would rather he die, I wear a ma dai filial piety to send, I would rather he be disabled, I accompany him for a lifetime, but I do not want his parents, let the second sister-in-law's family hate him.
He was detained, I never went to see him, even my friends and classmates thought I would get a divorce.
On the day my second brother returned home from his injuries, I knelt in the courtyard of my mother's house where I grew up with. For ah quan, for the sake of the children, for our family that is still shaky but still maintained. If there is a home, there is hope, and if there is a home, there will be a father and mother of the child. Although Ah Quan is not a good husband, I don't want to let him add another stain.
The old elm tree in the yard was leafy and leafy, and it was the day when I was a child to shade me from the sun and rain. I want my parents and brothers to do my day. Three days later, my mother's family withdrew the lawsuit, and I accepted this favor and received this affection. As for his vendetta against his second brother, I will repay it with my whole life.
Ah Quan has also changed a lot since then, the frequency of alcoholism has decreased, and life has slowly improved. He changed units, became a regional manager, had more liquor stores, and stopped throwing tantrums when he came home drunk. The bungalow changed the building, the child was admitted to college, and all this finally survived. But his penchant for drinking did not change, but he changed from home to a hotel, spraying wine every day. Afraid of getting angry, I stopped urging him to quit drinking and moved my bedroom next door.
Finally one day he stopped drinking, and after the hotel was winded up and went to the hospital, he became the one who watched me at home every day as the opening paragraph said.
I pushed him into the washroom and washed his hair and shaved his beard. His hair is not much whiter, or the pretty guy I think, no, it's the uncle, maybe it won't be long before he becomes a grandpa. After that, he no longer touched the thing of drinking, nor did he run to others, he could only guard me and accompany me. As for me, I also followed my wishes, and there was no alcohol to blame for the rest of the day, and he was still the only ah quan who had me in his eyes.
"Ah Quan, you're so well-behaved and beautiful now, you've never been so well-behaved since you chased me." I scratched his soft, slightly white hair with both hands, and I liked it so much.
"Ah, ah," he said to me with the corners of his lips, which were only half moving. Of course it was silent, and I could understand it. When he doesn't drink, he doesn't talk about love, and when he drinks, he talks nonsense. Now he doesn't drink it, he can't say it, but I understand it. He said that after drinking for a lifetime, the rest of the time would be spent with me.
Traditional wine culture is a treasure of China, and I cannot denigrate it or offend those male compatriots who are addicted to alcohol. Let's end with a wine poem.
Advise the king to drink an extra bowl of wine
Vast desert
You will see an oasis of sweetness.
Advise the king to drink another bowl of wine
The wife of the chaff
Like a fairy haunting your mind.
Advise the king to drink a bowl of wine
Arrogant
Dare to invite the Sun Moon Yaochi peach feast away.
Advise the king to drink a bowl of wine
Knife mountain fire sea
Two ribs inserted a knife in the world several times.
Persuade the king to take the last bowl of wine
On the journey
It is difficult for the brave men to look back.