"Mom, when did you come?" I was pleasantly surprised and walked up to my mother-in-law and gave my mother-in-law a big hug.
"Son, I just arrived not long ago. My mother-in-law smiled and hugged me back, with a kind look on her face. She looked around the neat house and praised happily: "Oh, you are really a virtuous and good daughter-in-law, and the house is so neatly clean. "
I was a little embarrassed by my mother-in-law's compliment, so I quickly let her into the house and sat down, and poured a cup of fragrant tea. The mother-in-law took a sip and nodded with satisfaction.
While we were chatting and laughing, my mother-in-law stumbled upon a hideous scar on my arm. Her eyes suddenly froze, and she asked suspiciously, "What's going on, why is there such a scar on her hand?" Is it injured?"
My face instantly lost its color, and I didn't know how to answer. That scar was a "medal" for my countless domestic violence. Whenever I think of those painful memories, my heart feels like it has been ruthlessly cut off, and the pain is unbearable.
Seeing that I didn't answer, my mother-in-law's brows gradually furrowed, and her sharp eyes stared at me, as if to peek out something from my eyes.
"What's going on? You tell me honestly!" The mother-in-law asked sharply.
"What do you mean? The mother-in-law's voice was a little harsher.
When my mother-in-law heard what I had to say, her face turned pale as paper, and she looked at me dumbfounded. She never seemed to have imagined that her own flesh and blood would abuse his wife so much.
After saying that, the mother-in-law fell into a long silence. She looked at me with guilt and self-reproach, her eyes full of complexity. I read in her eyes a look of distress and shame.
Just as my mother-in-law and I fell into an awkward silence, my son pushed the door open. Seeing this scene, he first frowned, then frowned, and asked, "What's the matter? What are you doing?"
When the mother-in-law heard her son's voice, she immediately jumped up like an old lioness and grabbed her son by the collar. She asked in a fierce voice, "You beast, how can you do this to your wife? What the hell are you?"
The son was taken aback by his mother-in-law's questioning and was stunned on the spot. His eyes widened and he looked at me in disbelief, as if to ask me if I had made a scandal about my family.
Faced with his mother-in-law's anger, the son first quibbled and said: "Mom, don't listen to her nonsense, she just did something wrong, I'm just teaching her a lesson." "
The mother-in-law coldly rebuked: "You are teaching her, you are beating her, insulting her, is this what you call a 'lesson'? If you are a man, shut that broken mouth for me!"
"Shut up! I've seen with my own eyes, you're a complete bastard!" The mother-in-law was trembling with anger, and her face was pale. She slapped her son hard and shouted hoarsely: "I have taught you to respect women since I was a child, but you are so cruel to your wife, you are worse than a beast! You are my greatest shame!"
The resounding slap resounded like thunder in the room, shattering all silence. The son covered his hot cheeks, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
I stood on the sidelines and watched it happen. Although my son has been abusing me for many years, I never imagined that one day I would witness him being so humiliated by his own mother. A complex emotion stirred through me and prevented me from reacting.
After a few moments, the son recovered from the shock. He glared at his mother-in-law angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since you defend her like this, then I'm not welcome! From today on, she is not my wife, let's divorce!"
With that, he strode out of the room without looking back, slamming the door away.
The room was full of slaughter, and only my mother-in-law and I looked at each other. The mother-in-law's eyes were red, she was trembling with anger, and it looked like she might faint at any moment. I was completely crushed by my son's words, and I cried so much that I almost fell to my knees.
My mother-in-law was awakened by my crying and looked down at me, the anger on her face gradually subsided. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Silly boy, where is it your fault? It's all that bastard, why are you here to speak for him?"
"Enough!" My mother-in-law interrupted me and said sternly: "Tolerant? You have tolerated him too much! He is so deceitful that he doesn't take you seriously! As a man, he is not worthy of being your husband at all!"
As she spoke, my mother-in-law looked at me deeply, and said with a firm look in her eyes: "From today on, you can go with me, I can't let you be wronged in this family anymore." When you're healed, we'll help you get a divorce and get that bastard out!"
My mother-in-law sighed, held my hand, and said solemnly, "I understand your feelings, but if you continue to be abused by him like this, you will die one day." If you have three longs and two shorts, what will happen to the children in the future? Now that you are divorced, at least you have a chance to start over. "
I was silent, my heart caught in the battle between heaven and man. But looking at my mother-in-law's determined eyes, I finally made up my mind and nodded.
Seeing that I reluctantly agreed, my mother-in-law breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around, an angry look reappeared on her face, and scolded her son sharply: "How can you, a son, treat your wife like this? A wife is for love, not for scolding! Have you forgotten how I taught you since I was a child?"
The son hung his head and was ashamed of himself. Seeing this, the mother-in-law said earnestly: "Look at you, you have a successful career and a bright future, but you can't grasp the most important thing for family harmony and happiness." You must keep in mind that the foundation of family is to love and understand each other. Without love, no matter how good a family is, it is just an empty shell!"
Listening to his mother-in-law's admonition, the son lowered his head, his face full of guilt and guilt. He had never seen his mother-in-law so discolored, disappointed and sad. The mother-in-law's words were like a heavy slap in the face, which completely woke him up from his arrogant and domineering dream.
From that day on, it was like my husband had made a new turn in his life. He completely abandoned his tyrannical nature in the past, and was very considerate to me, taking care of my daily life and diet. As long as I have free time, he will take the initiative to help me with household chores, or accompany me to chat about family life, and listen to me talk about my inner troubles.
He also took the initiative to ask me to go to the hospital for a physical examination and asked the doctor to heal the wound for me completely. Whenever he saw the scars on my body, he would blame himself and tell me to take care of myself. I see that the resentment of the past is slowly dissolving.
In this way, the family finally got out of the haze and regained the warmth and joy of the past. My son is very considerate to me and loves me like my most beloved baby. The mother-in-law saw it in her eyes and nodded happily.
One day, our family was watching TV and chatting in the living room. The child suddenly threw himself into my arms and innocently asked, "Mom, why do you have so many scars on your body?"
I was so stopped by this sudden question that I didn't know how to answer it for a while. At this moment, the husband stepped forward, squatted down, and said to the child seriously: "That's because Dad was too negligent and hurt Mom before, so Mom has these traces on her." But from now on, Dad will definitely take good care of Mom and never let her suffer a little grievance. "
The child's big innocent eyes opened and nodded. I looked at my husband's sincere eyes, and a wave of warmth welled up in my heart. The mother-in-law was on the side, and she also smiled with satisfaction.
Yes, I think, that's what a happy family should look like. Although we have experienced ups and downs, as long as we understand and understand each other, we will definitely be able to get out of the haze and regain happiness.