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Zheng Junguang, Huaibin, Henan: Not leaving and not abandoning is the longest confession of affection

author:Xinyang News Network

As the saying goes: "Husband and wife are the same forest bird, and they fly separately when the big trouble comes." However, this sentence is applied to Zheng Junguang in real life, but it is just the opposite, he has been like a day for more than 20 years after his wife suffered a serious illness, telling us with meticulous practical actions what is responsibility, what is suffering and seeing the truth, that is, simple four words - do not give up.

Zheng Junguang, born in June 1969, is a former xiaozhuang group villager in Zheng Xiaozhuang Village, Sankongqiao Township, Huaibin County, Henan Province. In October 1999, Zheng Junguang and Yi Yuzhi were happily married by the blessings of relatives and friends. After marriage, the two lived a happy life, and in 2000, their son Zheng Jincheng was born, and the family was happy and harmonious. However, the weather is unpredictable, people have bad luck, and the ordinary and happy life has not lasted too long. In March 2001, the disaster came unexpectedly, and his wife Yi Yuzhi suddenly became mentally ill, went crazy all day, hid in Tibet, was afraid of seeing people, and could not live a normal life.

Zheng Junguang, Huaibin, Henan: Not leaving and not abandoning is the longest confession of affection

"We must stand up, we must take good care of our wives, and we must not let her get sick like this!"! Looking at his wife's condition, Zheng Junguang's five-foot boy shed tears, he took up the burden of life, bought all the valuable things in the family, went to Guangzhou, Beijing, Shanghai and other places for treatment, and waited in the hospital day and night to take care of his wife. However, fate did not take care of the family. The wife's illness has been repeated and incurable.

But Zheng Junguang still did not give up, and he promised his wife that he would take good care of her. Every morning, when others woke up sleepy-eyed, Zheng Junguang had already prepared meals for his wife, and arranged his wife to go to work. When evening came, he scrubbed his wife, changed into clean clothes, and rested. Set a good time, and the wife will do her best to urinate and defecate every time. Sometimes the wife scolds when she sees people, scolding others at a loss, and whenever she encounters such a situation, Zheng Junguang takes his wife in his arms and caresses her patiently like a child. Sometimes his wife was sick with a fever and didn't eat or drink for days and nights, so he tried to make her happy, tell her interesting things about their youth, and make her scrambled eggs with tomatoes that she loved. Sometimes his wife cried and quarreled so much that the neighbors were not at peace, so Zheng Junguang moved two small benches to sit with her, teaching her to sing and telling her stories. Twenty years of perseverance without abandonment has allowed Zheng Junguang to taste the hardships that ordinary people can hardly imagine. He used his tough arms to hold up a blue sky for his wife and composed a touching hymn of love.

As the days passed, while taking care of his wife and children, while earning money to support his family, the years imprinted endless vicissitudes on Zheng Junguang, who was more than half a hundred years old. Someone once persuaded him, "Old Zheng, leave her alone, this disease is not only boiling, but also a bottomless pit, her situation has little hope of being cured, just divorce it!" However, Zheng Junguang firmly said, "My life is like this, she is my lover, but also my family, let go of her my conscience can not go, can be with her like this to accompany and rely on is happy, as long as I am still alive, will take care of my wife all the time, I will do my best to support this family." ”

Twenty years of perseverance, twenty years of responsibility, twenty years of bitterness, such an indescribable warmth and feeling, is the wheel of the years running through the day and night of each other, is the insistence of not abandoning, is the mountains and rivers forever silent, after the feast, filled with true feelings of the lines of poetry. Although Zheng Junguang did not achieve earth-shattering events, his deeds were known to everyone and touched everyone around him. (Juss)

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