While preparing for the wedding, she found out she was pregnant and told her fiancé. The fiancé was very happy and immediately told his parents, that is, her future father-in-law and mother-in-law. She thought that her father-in-law and mother-in-law would be very happy, but when she saw her again, her mother-in-law's attitude suddenly changed.
Before the door, the mother-in-law asked long questions short, now come to the door, the mother-in-law directly when she does not exist; before not let her touch a little housework, now see her idle on the sneering; before obviously said good bride price eighteen thousand, now directly down to eighty thousand, do not want to give ... In addition, the mother-in-law often interferes with her freedom, can not do this, can not do that, cosmetics to put away, high heels can not wear, male friends better not meet ...
She wondered about the attitude of her mother-in-law's family, thinking that she was doing something bad, until her girlfriend solved the mystery for her.
The girlfriend said that before you were a yellow flower girl, belonging to the seller's market, scarce resources, in short supply, the buyers all begged you, provided for you, afraid that you would not marry her son, you have the freedom to repent at any time; but now, you are pregnant, immediately become a buyer's market, no longer belong to scarce resources, because you only have the way to marry her son. Since you have no choice, you naturally have to reduce the price, and the buyer can naturally pick and choose, and can bargain at will, because he is not afraid that you will not marry.
She suddenly realized, touched her stomach and smiled bitterly.
Young girls, it is best not to get pregnant before marriage, and do not take this as a trend, you think that your value has not changed, do not know, the supermarket tears the sale of products, even if the essence is still fresh, but everyone still feels that these products are about to expire. Expired products are not respected by people.
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