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My husband and I have been married for 5 years and have been living happily ever after. My husband Zhang Dayong is a decent and taciturn person, working as an engineer in a foreign company, although he is not as successful as my brother Uncle Zhang, but he is very good to me. I have always tried my best to be a virtuous wife.
We live near my hometown so that I can go back and visit my parents often. My mom and dad are also very kind to me, and they often bring home-grown vegetables and fruits. My relatives all live in the local area and have a good relationship.
I went to the supermarket as usual that day to buy groceries. When I went home after buying groceries, I saw an ambulance and a few police cars parked downstairs from a distance, and I chuckled in my heart and quickly ran upstairs. I saw my husband sitting on a stretcher with a thick bandage on his head, and a few policemen standing next to him. I hurriedly ran over and asked anxiously as I ran, "Husband, what's wrong with you, what's going on?"
I was so frightened that I almost fainted, thinking to myself that my brother-in-law usually has a bad temper, so how could he beat someone for no reason? I asked anxiously, "Why did he beat you? Is there any conflict between you?"
At this time, a policeman came over and said, "This young lady, we have understood the situation clearly. The victim has serious injuries, we want to open a case for investigation, please go back to the police station with us to make a record. ”
My mom was at the front, her face was ugly. She walked straight up to my husband and asked with a calm face, "Did my eldest son beat you just now?"
My husband inhaled in pain and nodded reluctantly. My mom was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and left, motioning for my dad and the others to leave too!
I anxiously grabbed my mother's hand and said, "Mom, why are you going? Don't you care if my uncle beats my husband?" My mother shook off my hand and said coldly, "He deserves it! He has bullied you for so many years, we have endured it again and again, and today we finally can't bear it anymore!"
My eyes widened and I couldn't believe my ears. My husband bullied me? What does this mean? I said anxiously, "Mom, what are you talking about? My husband is very good to me and has never bullied me!"
"Good? My mother sneered, "If we hadn't sent things over often, you wouldn't have been able to pay for your food!
I was even more shocked: "No, Mom, he never hit me!
My aunt next to me also chimed in and said, "Please, we've seen it with our own eyes! The bruise on your hand a few days ago is the best evidence!"
That's when I realized that they were talking about the time I accidentally chopped vegetables in the kitchen and cut them into my hands. I hurriedly explained: "No, auntie, I accidentally cut it myself that time, and it has nothing to do with my husband!"
But my mother and aunt didn't hear it, and they talked to themselves, their tones full of anger. I was so anxious that I held back my tears to pull my husband's hand: "Husband, explain quickly, how could they misunderstand so much!"
The husband just shook his head tiredly, as if he had lost the strength to explain to them.
At this time, the police came and said that the time was up and they wanted to take us to take the record. My parents also followed, with a posture of wanting to make a big deal out of it. My heart was like ashes, and tears finally came out of my eyes.
I almost collapsed, hugged my husband and cried bitterly: "You have wronged him! He is so good to me, he has never hurt me in the slightest!"
My mother said coldly, "He is so good at acting, you still help him!
I fell to my knees in despair, begging my parents not to wronged a good person. But they were unmoved and decided to sue their husband for intentional injury.
I hugged my husband tightly and cried bitterly, and the tears couldn't stop falling. I really can't understand how my family, my closest family, can be so suspicious and hurt the people I love the most.
But my parents and relatives all had cold faces. My aunt turned on her phone and asked me to watch a video, which was actually a scene of my husband beating me, and I fell to the ground with my head bleeding!
"How long are you going to defend him?" My aunt roared.
I was terrified. It's not true! My husband has never hit me! But when did the video take it? Why is it so real? My brain is in a mess and I can't say a complete sentence anymore.
"He has deceived you, we must get justice for you!" Uncle slapped the table hard.
At this moment, a small middle-aged man pushed the door open and walked in. I looked at him, and he looked exactly like my husband!
"Who are you?" I quickly grabbed the man's hand and asked.
"I'm the husband who bullied you. He sneered and opened my hand, "You can't tell who is who is me and your husband!"
"I will definitely educate him well when I go back!" Mom said angrily.
I hurriedly corrected loudly: "No, you recognized the wrong person! That man just now was Shangwu, and my husband didn't bully me at all!"
"What?" Mom's eyes widened in surprise, and then she took a closer look at the faces of the two men.
Shang Wu angrily pointed at her husband and yelled: "I said a long time ago that I wanted to make him look good! After saying that, I have to rush up and do it. Fortunately, the police stopped him in time.
Now everyone understands what is going on. My mother finally believed that I was telling the truth, and immediately cried and apologized to her husband. Dad and the rest of his relatives were apologetic.
I let out a long breath and helped my husband to sit down on the bench. Everything just now was like a terrible nightmare. Fortunately, in the end, it came to light, and my husband's innocence was still proven!
Soon after, Shangwu was sentenced to prison for intentional wounding. Every week, I would go to the prison and bring him some groceries and books. I knew in my heart that the reason why he hated her husband was because of low self-esteem and jealousy. I really hope that he can change his life and stop doing things that hurt nature and reason when he comes out.
This incident has strengthened my relationship with my husband, and also made my parents and relatives see his goodness. I will never easily believe the slander of my husband again. Thank God for finally clearing up the grievances! My husband and I finally proved his innocence and lifted the burden of this matter. But I still can't let go of it in my heart, and I always feel that this farce has opened a hole in my heart.
I began to think back to the bits and pieces of my childhood, whether my family had always been so distrustful of my judgment, convinced that my husband was a wicked person without listening to my defense, whether they really cared about me, or was it for some other purpose?
One day, I finally couldn't help but ask my mother, "How did you believe my husband bullying me so easily?
When I listened, my nose was sour and tears welled up in my eyes. It turned out that my mother had always suspected that my husband was not worthy of me, so I repeatedly looked for his faults, and infinitely magnified the misunderstandings that could have been avoided. I suddenly missed my husband very much and wanted to talk to him and find out what he really thought.
My husband was silent for a long time, and then hugged me tenderly. In fact, he said, he has long felt the prejudice of his family, but as long as I am happy, it is enough. He doesn't ask everyone to like him, he just wants me to support and understand him all the time.
"Actually, I'm luckier than you. My husband said. He told me that he had always had low self-esteem and felt that he was not worthy of me as a motivated girl. But I gave him unconditional trust and encouragement, which means a lot to him.
It dawned on me that my husband had been living with low self-esteem, and how precious my support was to him. This strengthened my determination to trust and cherish my husband forever.
Since then, my mother has also sincerely accepted her husband. Every weekend, we would go back to our hometown for dinner, and the family was happy. I also learned to take the initiative to convey my thoughts and not let small misunderstandings accumulate into estrangement.
This twist and turn made everyone relieved their hearts and made the relationship closer; Let me see the strengths and weaknesses of myself and my husband, and learn to heal with understanding and encouragement; Our feelings have been sublimated in the midst of tribulation, and I am deeply grateful for God's favor. Although everything was resolved satisfactorily and my husband's life and I were restored to peace, I was still vaguely unsure. Especially every time I see Shang Wu, I can't help but think of these unpleasant pasts.
"After all, he is your uncle's only child, and it will be difficult for us to do this now. Mom said.
I was amazed. Shang Wu has done such an excessive thing and harmed me and my husband, can we be unconditionally tolerated and forgiven?
"Mom, he deceived and blamed our husband and wife, and almost ruined our family, have you forgotten this?" I was indignant.
After discussing with my husband, I decided to move to another place for a while. It is likely that Shangwu will still trouble us when he is released from prison, and my family is obviously more inclined to shield him. Staying in our hometown, our husband and wife will inevitably be often involved in right and wrong.
In this way, we rented a cosy and comfortable cottage and started a new life in a different place. I'm still a little uncomfortable with my parents, but with my husband, everything is fine.
After a while, my mother called me to tell me that Shangwu had been released from prison and had started a new business in his hometown, and he seemed to be much more settled. I breathed a sigh of relief and hoped that he would truly repent and start over.
On the way home, I was nervous. I'm afraid of facing Shangwu again, and I'm afraid that he will repeat his old tricks. My husband comforted me all the way, saying that he was ready to face any situation.
But as soon as we walked into the old house, we saw Shang Wu complaining to my parents about business. When I boarded, my body was cold, and my husband was also vigilant.
"You're here!" Mom greeted her warmly, as if everything had come to naught. "Say hello to Shang Wu, he's asking us about business!"
I looked at Shang Wu, and he still had a smile on his face, and his attitude was relaxed as if nothing existed in the past.
My brain went blank with a bang. I could barely recognize the person in front of me, how could he still sit here as if nothing had happened?
Shang Wu was also stunned. After a few seconds, he looked away, and his smile dimmed imperceptibly.
"Baby, it's all over, don't mention it again. Mom stopped me, and her tone was a little earnest, "Shangwu also admitted his mistake, let's start again, okay?"
I couldn't believe my ears. I took a deep breath and barely managed to calm myself.
"Admit your mistake? He did such an excessive thing to us, he didn't even apologize, you called this to start over?" I couldn't help but yell.
"Does it help me to apologize?" Shang Wu interjected coldly, "Make a mess of your life, I know it's useless to say anything. ”
I looked at him dumbfounded. Is he admitting his mistake? But why is there no remorse in his tone?
"Then why did you do that in the first place?" I asked, "Do you know it yourself?"
Shang Wu was silent, don't look away. My mother hurriedly grabbed me and whispered to persuade me to save Shangwu's last face.
I shook off my mother's hand, slammed the door shut, stumbled to the upstairs room, and fell heavily on the bed and cried. My husband silently hugged me and patted me on the back.
After a long time, there was a soft knock on the door. I shouted "go away" in a hoarse voice, but the door still opened. Sangwu walked in and sat down on the edge of our bed.
"I'm sorry. He said like a machine, "I shouldn't have done that." ”
I looked at him coldly and said nothing.
My eyes widened in surprise. Shang Wu 1510 expressed the resentment and jealousy in his heart, and that appearance could almost be said to be painful and fragile.
After Sangmu left, my husband and I revisited the matter. I finally understood that my family chose tolerance and understanding because it was the most thorough way to solve the problem. Hating someone not only hurts him, but also hurts himself. Instead of resentment, I began to sympathize with what happened to Shangwu.
Since then, Sangmu has often come to talk to us, as if we were his closest confidants. Although his mistakes are still fresh in my memory, I chose to give him a chance to reconcile. Life is made more expansive and prosperous because of tolerance, and this is also one of my great realizations.