Author | LuLu
Usually, someone comes to ask me, quarrel with Mr. Lu, what do you say? Although Mr. Lu has been in China for ten years, the level of Chinese is limited to the degree of "I want a beer, I don't want hot water". So, the answer is French! It is estimated that many people will say: "Wow, Sister Lulu, your French is so good." ”
In fact, everyone knows that in love, as long as the feelings arrive, love each other? Language is not a problem at all; in the same way, in marriage, as long as the emotions arrive, quarrel? Language is not a problem at all!
But the French language or the entire Romance language family, and the way Chinese are formed, probably have differences from the South Pole to the North Pole, and the biggest manifestation is that they are really a bit stupid and have to remember every word.
I say one of the simplest examples, such as "car", car, bicycle, train, trolley, stroller, Chinese, you only need to know the word "car" and you understand that we are talking about a dynamic means of transportation.
In French, the above string of nouns corresponds to: Voiture, Bicyclette, Train, Caddie, Poussette, each time a completely different combination of letters, completely unreliable, there is no way, can only be remembered by the head.
Although I have a big head, sometimes, while talking, I really have a second of aphasia, and I can't remember the word that is on my lips, so I can only describe it in a paradoxical and roundabout way.
For example, I might suddenly say, "Well, what's that word, that's the word that puts a child in the car?" ”。
To me, at this point, who can't guess it's a "stroller"?
However, I was confronted by Mr. Lu, a 46-year-old, solid-minded, straight man with a science major, completely devoid of flexibility and elasticity, so in this case, his first reaction was always to scoff at him first, and then say: "Huh? what? What are you talking about? ”
I can only continue to explain: "Not a child, it is a thing that puts the baby in, fastens the seat belt, and you can go...", you know, French is not my mother tongue, when the shell is stuck, it will only be more stuck!
At this time, Mr. Lu will self-righteously say nonsense: "All cars, you can put children in, provided you have a car seat!" ”
Talking about this point and not starting to argue, it is not to let go of the other party, but to embarrass yourself. And as I get older, the frequency of short circuits in my head is getting higher and higher, and his ability to turn his head is getting lower and lower, so we often stand in the local area and quarrel, and the more you say to me, the more noisy the more tacit understanding.
Writing this, you may feel that this is a language problem of transnational couples, and it cannot generalize all couples, in fact, it is really not! On the surface, we quarreled because the chickens talked to the ducks and did not speculate, but in the core, both of us knew that what really made us quarrel was our own emotions.
He's annoying me, why don't you try to memorize the words? And what I am annoyed with him is, why don't you try to understand what I mean?
And what's even worse is that for fifteen years, we are familiar enough to perceive any small emotion in the other person's head.
He knew I knew why he was angry, I knew why he knew why I was angry, but he still continued to be angry with him, and I continued to be angry with me, and as a result, both of them would be angry!
Sun Tzu said: Know each other, win every battle, and in marriage, it is because they are too familiar with each other, basically, the result is mostly, running naked together, killing each other, and hurting themselves.
There are really countless similar examples in my family, and they come with them all over the place.
In mid-March, we came back from Finland and it was already eight o'clock in the evening when we got off the plane. After waiting for a taxi in line, the car moved, and the driver began to ask as usual: "How do we go?" Take the Ring Road or take the highway? ”
Mr. Lu was looking for a place in the shadows to wear a seat belt and replied, "I don't know." ”
As his wife, I understand in seconds, what he doesn't know is that this point the road is more congested. My phone was in my hand, I checked the route, held it up and handed it to him and asked, "Which one do you see?" ”
As a result, he tilted his head and said, "I don't understand the Chinese system!" "But even if the place name is Chinese, the map of Paris is still the map of Paris." What's not to understand?
I was on fire all at once. Because if I didn't react and just waited for him to deal with it himself, he would get angry and think I wasn't involved; but I looked up the map and it turned out that he also gave me a horseshoe!
I retracted my hand holding the phone and adjusted to a more comfortable position in my seat, after all, I had to sit for more than an hour without speaking.
Mr. Lu fastened his seat belt, pulled out his mobile phone from his bag, exported the same map of Paris as I had just done, and said to the driver, "You take the ring road." ”
In the darkness, the two of us each looked out the window, bulging. I knew he was annoying me and had just gotten straight into the car and let him pack six boxes himself.
In fact, he didn't need me to carry the box, he needed and loved it the most, and when he was working, I stood by and watched. But after a few days of spinning, I was also tired, and he was not alone, and there was a driver.
Just like I said before, we have tacitly agreed to the point where we don't need to open our mouths, and just by relying on the aura and inertia, we can know what the other party's intentions are and where the collapse is!
From Charles de Gaulle Airport to my house is more than fifty kilometers, and it takes more than an hour to walk. I went to sleep angry, and then listened to Mr. Lu say, "Yes, right here." ”
I opened my eyes, I was already home, and tilted my head to find that I slept so soundly, because I was resting on him, soft and warm.
This is a middle-aged couple, soaking each other, every day, there have been too many overlapping lives, so, whether it is spring blossoms or frost swords, changing faces does not even need a single thought, you can tacitly agree.
Before the Spring Festival, we went to the Chinese supermarket, bought a huge grapefruit, came back and put it in the basement, and forgot to eat it.
It wasn't until last week that I found out that it was completely rotten, fortunately there was a layer of plastic film on the outside, otherwise it would have dripped to the ground. I said, "Just throw it away, right?" ”
Mr. Lu muttered while collecting the bowl, I knew at the time that such a large grapefruit was about to be thrown away, and he was absolutely reluctant to do so! He must have been thinking of a way in his mind, and sure enough, after five seconds, he said with a smile on his face, "Let's plant the whole grapefruit in the ground, shall we?" Why not grow a tree? ”
I had to roll my eyes: "Oranges born in Huainan are oranges, and those born in Huaibei are oranges!" As far as paris is concerned about the snowy weather in April, the grapefruit that is not rotten can not grow ah! ”
Mr. Lu shook his head and actually pretended to be playful and said, "Do you want to try a pit?" If it doesn't grow, it will become fertilizer on its own. ”
I had to point it out to the point, "Throw something, you're going to die?" ”
Poking at his spine, he jumped up at once, took the rotten grapefruit and threw it into the trash can in one fell swoop, looking at me with great power, meaning that you should not use the heart of a villain to live in the belly of a gentleman!
I immediately added, "Don't you throw garbage in the trash?" Shouldn't the trash can be dragged out? Are you going to make this grapefruit into fertilizer at home! ”
Mr. Lu was so angry that his face was green, he immediately took out the garbage bag, threw it into the garbage can, and then dragged the garbage can to the street, I looked at his back, slightly surprised! What's going on today? Actually threw away the grapefruit, will the sun come out tomorrow?
The next morning, I sent the children back, the garbage truck had passed, I dragged the empty garbage can back, and suddenly found that the grapefruit had been picked up by Mr. Lu from the garbage bag and hidden in the corner, the whole one, all right.
I looked at this stable rotten grapefruit, covered my mouth and laughed out, I said this stingy man who came home, how can he change sex? Ouf, the years are good, everything is business as usual.
In this world, everything is unpredictable, only you, I don't even think about it, I can predict all the emotions. What could be more resistant to the variables and crises of life, step by step?
Lu Lu: A master of clothing in France with two daughters, a writer, walking in the middle of the rift between Eastern and Western cultures, elegant women self-media. The new books "Thirty Or So Late" and "Strength to Have Confidence" are selling well.