A beautiful story with tears [resend]

A beautiful story with tears
A relentless misunderstanding leads to chaos in the footsteps of happiness. When the fate of the knot finally opened at the cost, it was too late. My mother-in-law came to our home to settle down in old age, but the result deviated from our original intention...

Two years after he got married, he discussed with me about bringing his mother-in-law from the country to settle down his old age. The father died in an hour. He was the only sustenance of his mother-in-law. His mother-in-law raised him up for him to finish college. The four words "bitter" are used in the mother-in-law's body, never too much! I even said that I would like to clean up a room with a balcony in the South for my mother-in-law immediately, so that I can bask in the sun and enjoy flowers and grass. Standing in the sunny room without a word, Mr. Zhang suddenly raised my lap in the room and said, "pick up my mom ."

My husband is tall. I like to stick it to his chest. I feel that his delicate body can be grabbed and put into his pocket at any time. When my husband and I had a dispute and refused to give in, the gentleman raised me and shook my head until I was so scared to beg for mercy. This treasure of fear makes us infatuated.

My mother-in-law's habits in the country cannot be changed for a while. I used to buy flowers in the living room. My mother-in-law couldn't help it: "You dolls don't know how to live, what do you do to buy flowers? It cannot be used as a meal !" I smiled and said, "Mom, there are flowers in the House, and people will be in a good mood ." His mother-in-law muttered his head, and the gentleman smiled: "Mom, this is a habit of people in the city. Slowly, you will get used to it ." My mother-in-law no longer said anything, but every time she saw me buying flowers, she still couldn't help asking how much she had spent. When I said it, she gave her mouth up. Sometimes, she asked me how much it was when I went home to buy a big package. I answered the truth, and her mouth was even louder. The gentleman screwed my nose and said, "You don't tell her the real price. Isn't that enough ?"

A happy life has gradually become inharmonious. My mother-in-law is most uncomfortable with my husband getting up for breakfast. In her opinion, how can a big man cook for his wife? On the breakfast table, my mother-in-law's face was often overcast, and I pretended not to be able to see it. Her mother-in-law made chopsticks so loud that it was a silent protest. I was a dance teacher in the Children's Palace. I was tired enough to jump and dance. In the morning, the bed was warm and I didn't want to discard the only pleasure. So I pretended to be deaf to my mother-in-law's protest. My mother-in-law occasionally helped me with some housework, and she was even busier as soon as she did. For example, she collected all the garbage bags and said she had enough to sell waste plastics, so that all the waste plastic bags were everywhere. She was not willing to wash dishes with detergent, so as not to hurt her self-esteem, I had to secretly wash it again. Once, my mother-in-law saw me secretly washing dishes at night. She burst into the door and burst into tears in her room. He was in a dilemma. Afterwards, he didn't talk to me for one night. I was coquetry and cool, and he ignored me. I got angry and asked him, "What did I do wrong ?" The gentleman glared at me and said, "You can't accommodate it. Isn't the bowl clean or dead ?"

Later, after a long period of time, my mother-in-law did not talk to me, and the atmosphere at home began to get embarrassed. In those days, I had a very tired life, but I don't know who to make fun.

In order not to let her son cook breakfast, her mother-in-law began to shoulder the "Important Task" of breakfast ". My mother-in-law watched my husband eat happily and looked at me again. She turned her eyes to condemn me for failing to fulfill my responsibilities as a wife. To avoid embarrassment, I had to buy a pack of milk on my way to work and send myself away. When I went to bed, the gentleman asked me angrily: "Do you want to abandon my mom's non-clean cooking to eat at home ?" He threw me a cold back to let me cry. Finally, the gentleman sighed: "luyun, it's just for me. Can you eat breakfast at home? "I had to go back to the embarrassing breakfast. That morning, I drank my mother-in-law's porridge and suddenly had a nausea. Everything in my stomach rushed out and ran. I tried my best to suppress them and refused to let them flow up, But I still did not press it, I threw down the bowl and rushed into the bathroom. When I gasped and calmed down, my mother-in-law looked at me angrily with complaints and crying in the context of my hometown. I couldn't speak with my mouth, I did not mean it. My husband and I started a fierce quarrel for the first time. My mother-in-law first glared at us and then got up and squatted out. The gentleman gave me a hateful look and went downstairs to chase her mother-in-law.

A new life was unexpectedly ushered in, but suddenly the mother-in-law's life was buried!

For three days, the gentleman did not go home, and he did not even have a phone call. I'm so angry, think about how I have wronged myself since my mother-in-law came? Mo mingyu, I always want to vomit, have no appetite for anything to eat, plus the mess of the family, the mood is very bad. Later, my colleague said, "Lu Yu, you have a poor face. Please go to the hospital and check it out ."

The hospital examination result is that I am pregnant. I understand why I suddenly vomited that morning, and there was a bit of resentment in my happiness: How did the husband and the mother-in-law, who had been people, not even think of this?

At the door of the hospital, I saw my husband. He had not seen each other in just three days. I wanted to turn around and leave, but his appearance made me feel bad, did not hold back, I shouted at him. The gentleman saw me with his voice, but he seemed not to know me. There was a fuse of disgust in his eyes, and they stabbed me coldly. I told myself not to watch him, not to watch him, and reached out to block a taxi. At that time, I would like to shout to my husband, "My dear, I want to give you baby !" Then he raised it and turned happily. What I want has not happened. In a taxi, my tears fell down. Why does a quarrel make love worse? When I got home, I was lying in bed, thinking about Mr, and thinking about his full-eyed dislike. I cried while holding the corner of the quilt.

In the night, there was a sound of drawers in the house. Turn on the light and I can see Mr.'s tearful face. He is taking money. I looked at him coldly without a sound. He looked at me as though he had not seen me and hurried away with his passbook and money. Maybe my husband is planning to leave me. It's really a rational man. His passion and money are clearly divided. I sneered a few times and burst into tears.

The next day, I didn't go to work. I want to thoroughly clear my thoughts, talk to my husband, and find my company. The secretary looked at me strangely and said, "Chen's mother was in a car accident and is in the hospital."

I'm stunned.

I flew to the hospital. When I found my husband, my mother-in-law had already gone. He never looked at me, and his face was stiff. I looked at my mother-in-law's pale face, tears couldn't stop: Oh, my God! Why? Until the mother-in-law was buried, the gentleman did not say a word to me, or even gave me a look with deep disgust.

About the car accident, I still learned from other people's mouths about it. My mother-in-law went to the station in a confused manner after she went out, and she wanted to go back to her hometown. The more he chased her, the faster she walked. When she crossed the road, A bus hits us ......

I finally understood Mr's dislike. If I didn't vomit that morning, if we didn't argue, if ...... In his heart, I am a sinner who indirectly kills his mother.

He moved into his mother-in-law's room silently, and was full of wine every night. However, I have been overwhelmed by guilt and poor self-esteem. I want to explain it to him and want to tell him that we are about to have children, but I look at his cold eyes, and swallowed all the words back. I 'd rather beat me or scold me, though I didn't mean everything.

Every day, my husband went home more and more late. We are deadlocked, and we are more embarrassed than strangers. I am the knot in his heart.

Once, I passed a western restaurant and passed through transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. I saw my husband sitting face to face with a young girl. He gently folded her hair and I knew everything. First I stayed, then I went into the western restaurant and stood in front of my husband, staring at him with no tears in his eyes. I don't want to say anything, and I have nothing to say. Girl, look at me, look at my husband, stand up and want to go, my husband reached out and held her down, then, the same dead, never look at me. I can only hear my own slow heartbeat, which is on the verge of death.

I lost. If I continue, I will fall down with the children in my stomach.

That night, the gentleman did not go home. He made me understand in this way: with the death of his mother-in-law, our love is also dead. Mr has never returned. Sometimes, when I come back from work, I see that my wardrobe is passive. I come back to get my own things. I didn't want to call him. I had the idea of trying to explain it to him, and I lost everything.

I live by myself and go to the hospital for a physical examination. Every time I see a man carefully holding his wife for a physical examination, my heart is broken and not like it. My colleague vaguely advised me to kill it. I firmly said no. If I go crazy, I want to give birth to this child. It is a compensation for my mother-in-law's death. I will return from work, and my husband will be sitting in the living room, the room was full of smoke, and there was a piece of paper on the coffee table. No, I know what it is. My husband was not at home for more than two months, And I gradually learned to calm down. I looked at him and took off his hat and said, "Wait a moment, I'll sign it ." Mr looked at me with a complex look, just like me.

While I unwrapped my coat and said to myself, "Don't cry, don't cry ......" My eyes hurt, but I won't let them shed tears. Put on a coat, and my eyes stare at my bulging belly. I smiled, walked over, dragged the piece of paper, and did not read it. I signed my name and pushed it to him. "Have you been pregnant ?" This is the first time Mr. has spoken to me since her mother-in-law had an accident. I can no longer control my eyes, tears burst. I said, "Yes, but it's okay. You can leave ."

The gentleman did not go. In the dark, we looked at it. Mr Slowly lie on me, tears penetrate into the quilt. In my heart, a lot of things are far away, even if I cannot run. I don't remember how many times my husband said "sorry" to me. I thought I would forgive me, but I couldn't. In the face of the girl in the western restaurant, he looked at my cold eyes, in my life, I cannot forget it. We have deep scars on each other. Mine is unintentional; his is deliberate.

I'm looking forward to an explanation of the past, but I can't try again!

My heart is warm except when I think of a child in my stomach, but to my husband, I feel like a frost, don't eat anything he buys, don't want any of his gifts, don't talk to him. From signing on that piece of paper, marriage and love have all died in my heart. Sometimes the gentleman tries to go back to the bedroom. When he comes, I will go to the living room. The gentleman has to go back to his mother-in-law's room. In the night, there may be slight moans from my room, and I will not speak. This is a trick he is used to. In the past, as long as I ignore him, he pretended to be ill, and I would surrender and care about him. Then he grabbed me and laughed. He forgot. At that time, I would love it because of love. Now, what else do we have?

The gentleman moaned until the child was born. He buys things for his children almost every day, baby supplies, children's supplies, books that the children like, a bag of stuff, and his room is full.

I know that he touched me in this way, and I am not moved. He had to shut down in the room and use the computer to knock on the words. Maybe he is in online love, but it doesn't matter to me anymore.

One late night at the end of the Spring Festival, the violent abdominal pain made me shout, and the gentleman rushed in, as if he had not taken off his clothes and slept, in order to wait for the arrival of this moment. Back up, sir, I ran downstairs, barrier, holding my hand tightly along the way, and kept wiping off the sweat on my forehead. When I got to the hospital, I ran to Obstetrics. Lying on his thin and warm back, a thought suddenly broke into his heart: who will love me like him in his life? The gentleman held the door of the production room and watched me go in. I smiled at him with warm eyes. From the production room, my husband looked at me and my son, and his eyes were wet and wet. I touched his hand. The gentleman looked at me and smiled. Then he collapsed slowly and tired. I call his name ...... Mr. smiled and did not open tired eyes... I thought I would never shed tears for my husband any more. But the truth is, it never hurt me so much. The doctor said that it was an absolute miracle that my husband had discovered liver cancer in the late stage. When did the doctor find out? The doctor said five months ago, And then comforted me: "prepare for the future ."

Despite the interception of the nurse, I went home and rushed into my room to open the computer. My heart suddenly suffocated.

He's liver cancer has been found five months ago. His moaning is true, and I thought ......

The 0.2 million words on the computer are the messages that the gentleman wrote to his son: child, for you, I have been sticking to it. It is my greatest wish to wait for a glance and then fall down ...... I know that you will have a lot of happiness or setbacks in your life. If I can accompany you through this growth process, how happy it should be, but dad has no chance. On the computer, dad writes down the problems you may encounter in your life. When you encounter these problems, you can refer to your father's opinions ............ After writing these more than 0.2 million words, I feel like I 've been with you through the whole process of growth. Really, Dad is very happy. I love your mother very much. She is very hard. She is the one who loves you most, and also the one who loves you most ...... From my son to kindergarten to elementary school, to middle school, university, to work, and love, I wrote everything in detail.

My husband also wrote a letter to me: Dear, marrying you is the greatest happiness in my life. Forgive me for my harm to you and for hiding my illness, because I want you to have a good mood to wait for the birth of your child ...... Dear, if you cry, it means you have forgiven me, and I smiled. Thank you for always loving me ...... I am worried that I have no chance to give these gifts to my children. Please give me some gifts each year. The packaging box contains the date of the gift ......

Back to the hospital, the gentleman is still in a coma. I held my son and put it around him. I said, "you smile, I want my son to remember the warmth of him in your arms ......"

The gentleman opened his eyes with a slight smile. The son was in his arms, dancing his little pink hand.

I pressed the shutter, tears flowing freely on my face ......