My husband and I met at the age of 22, he came from a rural area, and his attentive care convinced me that this was what love looked like in my heart. At that time, I had great longing and trust in love, so I did not hesitate to follow him back to his hometown, and our wedding room was my in-law's slightly old but full of traces of life.
When we got married, we chose a simple ceremony, without too much red tape, just a simple and pure step into the palace of marriage. I knew that such a choice might not be understood by everyone at the time, but I firmly believed that love is priceless, and material abundance is not a substitute for inner satisfaction.
The living room on the first floor is dirty and small, who said that the house in the countryside is big?
The mother-in-law spread a mat on the coffee table, saying that it would not be easy to get dirty.
When we got married, we didn't buy a brand new piece of furniture for various reasons. This sofa, according to my mother-in-law, has been with this family for more than ten years. Although it is relatively well maintained, the signs of age still make it look a little old. Whenever I see it, I think of those warm times spent with my family, and although it looks a little outdated, it is full of memories and emotions.
Although this is our wedding room living room, it is not too much decoration and decoration as a whole, and it is slightly plain. However, if you really want to look for the bright spot, it's neatness and cleanliness. This is all thanks to the hard work of her mother-in-law, who has always kept the space in a refreshing and pleasant atmosphere.
The cross-stitch clock I embroidered myself is the only highlight of this tattered home!
Old antique TV,I guess my family is still using this kind of thing, right?
The dilapidated kitchen is impossible to clean up!
Look at the roof, you will know how broken your in-laws' house is!
The place to take a bath, it's okay in the summer, but it's freezing to death in the winter!
My marital bedroom may seem simple or even "shabby" in the eyes of many people. But allow me to honestly look back at the time when I naively thought that love could transcend all material constraints. Now, I don't regret my choice, but I cherish the growth and insights that this experience has brought me. Every experience is a precious asset from life, and it has made me realize that love and bread are equally important, and how to balance the two is a major issue in the journey of life.