My husband is 176 tall and weighs 130 to 140 pounds, it stands to reason that a man of such height and weight should have strength, but he has no strength at all, and he can't even carry dozens of pounds of planks.
Today I tidied up the old bed at home, thinking about taking the old bed to my husband to sleep on, but on the way to make up the bed broke (in fact, it is not an old bed, but it is not used there) There is no way back, I can only go to the furniture city to buy a new bed, the new bed is 300 yuan, and the furniture store owner said that it will be delivered to the door in the afternoon.
If you have a new bed, the old bed at home will definitely have to be dismantled and thrown away.
It's this old bed
I originally wanted to buy a hammer and go back and tear down the old bed, but I thought that my husband might have a hammer in his toolbox, so I didn't buy it.
After I got home, I asked my husband to get up and dismantle the bed, originally he didn't want to dismantle it, because he was lazy, but then I scolded him, and he got up (I paid for the new bed, I paid for him to sleep on it, he didn't even want to dismantle the old bed, he must be scolded)
After he got up, he went downstairs to find the electric drill, but the electric drill was out of power and needed to be charged, so he went to the sofa to lie down and play games.
I didn't have a hammer, I didn't have tools, I wanted to take a kitchen knife to dismantle the bed, but I was afraid that the kitchen knife would be broken, so I took the brick against the door to knock it, knocked it a few times, and the head of the bed broke, I took the head of the bed out, and asked my husband to take it to the trash can under the first floor to throw it, but he said: "The thing is so heavy, where can I carry it?"
Hearing him say this, I was really angry, because the bedside table I dismantled was dozens of catties, no more than 40 catties, but now he said that the things were very heavy and that he couldn't carry them.
I said to him in a good voice: "Then you have to take these old ones and throw them away, so that the new bed can be put somewhere, and you don't want to dismantle the bed, so you are told to carry it, and you say that you don't have the strength to carry it, why don't you say that you don't have the strength to eat?"
He didn't make a sound, and continued to lie on the sofa and play games, at that time I really wanted to slap the bricks in my hand, a big man, just be lazy all day long, and now I can't even carry dozens of pounds of planks downstairs.
This is the bed
I called him twice, but he didn't carry it, he said that he didn't have the strength, and there was no way to do it, so I carried it myself.
I am dismantling the bed again, and carrying the plank down, I am 158 tall, weigh 120 pounds, although I am not as heavy as my husband, but I have more strength than him, dozens of pounds of planks I carried once and went down.
I carried the plank downstairs twice, and when I came back, I found that my husband was still lying on the sofa, this time I really couldn't help it, I was tired to death here, he was playing games on the sofa, and then I scolded him again, scolded him, and he went to get an electric drill to remove those little nails.
He took out all the small nails, and all that was left was to remove the wooden sticks, I told him that I was tired, and asked him to carry those wooden sticks to the trash can on the first floor, and he said again: "Then you have carried so much, you can carry these by the way." ”
I've seen thick-skinned ones, but it's the first time I've seen them so shameless.
He couldn't carry forty or fifty pounds of wooden boards, but the problem was that these wooden bars were very light, and he couldn't even carry them, so I scolded him there again, and he went to carry them later.
I was stunned when he carried the wooden sticks, because he only took two of them with one hand, and those wooden sticks added up to a dozen or so, but they were all light, because they were all dry wood, and they might not add up to 20 pounds, but he actually dragged the wooden sticks downstairs while walking, I was really angry, and I was not afraid of affecting the upstairs and downstairs neighbors.
He took four sticks of wood and threw them, and there were seven or eight sticks of wood in the living room, but he only lost them the first time, and the second time he was unwilling to carry them, and he said that he was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and when I saw him like this, I really thought of a word - powerless.
I also took the rest of the wooden sticks and threw them away, and I would rather run one more time to get tired than talk to this person again, which really me off.
My husband is not weak now, since I know him until now, he really has no strength, like a bag of 50 pounds of rice he can't carry (sometimes when I go back to my hometown, my mother-in-law will give us a bag of rice, but I carry it upstairs, my husband can't carry it, and my mother-in-law also knows that her son has no strength)
Not to mention 50 pounds of rice, he can't even carry 18 liters of bottled water at home, my husband is lazy all day long, soft, and has no strength, I don't know if it's related to the fact that he hasn't worked since he was a child, and he has no strength anyway.
Sometimes I think that if I get into a fight with him one day, maybe he won't be able to beat me because he doesn't have the strength.