Will I marry my current husband in the next life, this question is difficult for me. Living or dying is a question, and surviving or destroying is a question worth considering. Choosing him means that in the next life, we will have to endure all kinds of bad and uncomfortable things about him, and not choosing him means that from now on we will return to the bridge and the road, and there will be no intersection from now on.
I said to him, in the next life I will polish my eyes, resolutely will not choose you again, he said, then who will you choose, I said it will not be you anyway, if you want to get married, I choose someone else, any other person can do it, he deliberately dragged out the tone of voice and said, "You live with others, you will be tired." He said it was not unreasonable, really, if I choose him again, I think it is really too tired, do not choose him, he is still a little special sometimes, people are moved or moved.
I really chose him with my eyes closed, fell in love with him with my eyes closed, and married him with my eyes closed.
He was penniless, penniless, nothing, destitute.
We first met, in the car, he was wearing a suede suit, brown, and he was very tall, and I didn't see him at the time.
That winter vacation, after I returned to my hometown, I finished my vacation and went to school a day early. My mother found me a fellow villager in the car, and my mother said that your bag was heavy, and you asked the fellow villager to help carry the bag. The father of the fellow countryman came to send his son, my mother came to send me, they talked under the car for half a day, my fellow countryman was a stuffy chicken, not a word, I was also a stuffy chicken, did not say a word. My bag contained a lot of food, my mother prepared goods for me for many years, and a lot of bottles and cans, and some fruits, apples, pears, etc., I carried the bag with both hands, too heavy, what to do when I got out of the car, to be honest, I played the drum in my heart. God, please give it to a few men, at least a Hercules to help me carry my bag.
My husband and I met in the car.
The car passed by his door and my husband got in the car. As soon as he got in the car, he saw one of his old classmates in the car, and later, according to my husband, this old classmate was one of his junior high school classmates, and they hadn't seen each other for four or five years. As soon as he got on the bus, his old classmates saw him and greeted him, and his old classmates said to an uncle sitting next to me, "Uncle, please change seats with my old classmate".
I knew that the uncle next to me sat in the back, so I glanced at him who had become my tablemate, and he said something to me, he said, "You are from so-and-so university", which startled me, and I thought how could he know about my situation?
Later, my husband confessed honestly, saying that before he became my table mate, we had met in the school library. At that time, I was a student who was not hard, and in order to get the upcoming final exams, I didn't like to study so much, I went to the library to make up for my homework, and my husband said that he was sitting across from me that day. The guy sitting across from me I really didn't know, he said he was seeing me for the first time.
Later, I passed by the campus gate and was bumped into by him and his good friend, and he said to his good friend, "Is that girl pretty?"
Having said so much, to say that the acquaintance and acquaintance with my husband is really a fate, I have always believed that fate is predestined, and fate sometimes cannot escape.
After marriage, after we quarreled many times, I thought, two people together God he old man watched, or live a good life.
Seriously, we were destitute at that time, and our lives were really poetic.
One day, my husband came to pick me up on a bicycle, at that time, we had not yet gone deep into the stage of holding hands, my husband rode, I sat behind his car, he suddenly said that he was sick, I was a little flustered, I asked him what was wrong, you said you see if my stomach is a little hard, I put my hand in his pocket, I touched it, it turned out that he had two apples in his pocket, two big red apples, and then, we laughed, made a fuss, and then I told him to ride down from that sloped slope over and over again.
At that time, I was thinking, I would rather laugh and make a fuss behind his bike than cry and cry in someone else's BMW.
After my mother learned that we were in love, she strongly opposed it, my mother hated my husband's family was poor, there were many brothers and sisters, and my husband and mother had 0 income. Thinking about it now, my mother was right, I was childishly obsessed with my eyes, I was lost in my mind by a simple mind, and to be honest, I was a woman with a very immature mind.
Married, my husband's family did not have a penny, we did not have a house, my parents rented us a house.
There was nothing in the room, my parents helped us buy washing machines, refrigerators, furniture, even Simmons bought them at home, my husband didn't have a penny, and we got married as soon as he finished graduate school.
Later, we had a daughter, and my mother-in-law suggested that my husband give the child to my husband's eldest brother and we would have another one, and my daughter was brought up by my parents.
Later, my father-in-law came to the big city and accidentally broke his leg, and it cost us 120,000 yuan to change his leg.
My husband started from the lowest clerk, all the way up the clouds, before his sisters and brothers did not lend us a penny of money, the poor relatives who asked him for help every three or five minutes, he was happy, I said he was vanity.
We had three houses, and none of them had my name written on them.
In one of our houses, my husband hid it from me and let his relatives live in it for more than two years, even the utility bills were paid by me, and later I found out that he had given him relatives to live.
Later, I gave him a large amount of money, helped my in-laws to buy a two-bedroom house in a big city, and also brought a yard, and took his parents to the big city, you know, after getting married, it has always been our payment, I have never eaten a meal made by my in-laws.
Honestly, the more I write, the more angry I get, for so many years I have been acting as a good gentleman, what is the use, what I got, I didn't get anything!
Let's talk about my husband, the food is tasteless, and it is a pity to abandon it.
I bought a dress, he can't see it eighty percent, I changed a hairstyle, he can't feel it, he works during the day, works overtime at night, runs hard day and day, he doesn't enjoy anything, but let his relatives enjoy it.
My mother-in-law speaks better than she sings, and she will say, "If it weren't for you, we'd probably be dead for years..." Yes, that's the way it is, they don't have a penny, and for so many years, we've been the breadwinners.
I often think that life is too unfair, too unfair.
When I met him, he didn't smoke or drink and was very motivated, and after three or five years of marriage, he suddenly started smoking and starting to drink, and it was particularly easy to satisfy and especially like to be complacent.
Their office is a Peking University, a Tsinghua University, a Huake University, a Nanda University, in front of my husband, it can be said that he is now in charge of this and that, he is so proud.
Yesterday we walked, met a male colleague of his unit, colleague said "you two are so affectionate, walk together", his colleague is walking with his wife, we asked colleagues your daughter, colleagues said that the daughter at home to do homework, every day to do homework until 11:30, and then my husband said that reading is useless, not much use, I listened to this very disgusted, I said, reading is useless, you are not reading can you change your fate, my husband hehe smiled, his colleague said, Brother is not wrong, look at the brother's office, a Peking University, a Tsinghua University, a Huake University, a Nanda University, aren't they all brothers in charge?
After my colleague left, I asked my husband, "You said that you manage this and that, but you still can't manage your wife and me", he said, "I can't control you, because you are poor in reading", so faceless...
This little satisfaction of my husband is constantly expanding, and it is also unbearable.
I remembered my choices back then, too blind, what I didn't expect was that people would change.
I said to my husband, I am determined not to choose you again, he listened, not angry at all, I know that if there is a next life, he will definitely not choose me, that is a certainty, I ask do not have to ask, ask, but also make myself uncomfortable.
My husband took my hand and said, "People living in the world are all disposable, disposable youth, disposable college, one-time marriage, one-time middle age, one-time old age, you see, our lives are also disposable, where is there anything that can be started again..."
Yeah, what can I choose, his birth, his parents, his poor relatives, everything about him, which one can I choose?
Perhaps, at least once in a person's life, he forgets himself for a decision, does not seek perfection, does not seek surprises, does not seek results, but only hopes that in my best years, he has such a willful and sincere willfulness!
Alas, the teenager does not know the taste of sorrow, falls in love with the upper floor, falls in love with the upper floor, and is worried about giving new words.
Alas, now that I have exhausted my sorrows, I want to say that I will rest, and I want to say that I will rest, but I will say that it is a cool autumn.