On October 3rd, 2019, I almost killed a man who was my ex-husband, L.A. On October 3rd, 2019, I almost killed a man who was my ex-husband, L.A.
The reason is that the child is hospitalized with fever.
When I finished the meal, I asked him to go to the hospital with me, and he refused, saying he had dinner with his friend and mahjong.
But whoever fights mahjong will return to his home in the middle of the night and will smell of perfume. The shirt had a downed lipstick mark and a fingernail scratch on its back.
For every query, the answers are:
“Are you bored? It’s just a play!”
“Don’t be so serious, okay? I’m sorry.
“You look in the mirror and you’re fat like a pig. I’m sorry.
I was a new enemy, from home to the parking lot, screaming, “Roger, you’re not a human!” Believe it or not, I’ll kill you!”
What I really thought about that moment was: I’m going to jail!
Their hands were tight and tight on the steering wheel, their teeth were gnawed through their mouths, their mouths were full of blood, and in the end, they stepped on their feet, instead of hitting the RPA, and they opened up to the hospital.
That’s reality!
Bite your teeth and swallow the reality.
One.
I was in high school with the L.A.
Don’t look at me like I’m big, but I was a lady, and I got a lot of people chasing me.
He and I started dating in high school and then we got married after college. We’re the only ones who can fix it.
Every time we’re together, we’re the jealous ones, and he’s nice and spoiled.
Getting up earlier than me in the morning, making me breakfast, waiting for me to go to bed at night, taking another home check.
He’ll pick me up from work. If I have a meeting, he’ll wait downstairs. I love milk tea.
At the time of the book, there was an ad called “You’re My Ulysses”, which I called on his phone.
I used to ask him, “Do you mind if I get fat with all this milk and tea? I’m sorry.
He smiled and said, “Fat is good.” You’re a pig! I’m sorry.
It was so sweet.
Friends and colleagues around us often say we throw dog food.
I have thanked fate countless times, how fortunate I am to meet a man who loves and loves himself so much.
But I was wrong.
Two.
What I should be most grateful for is not fate, but the face and body of my parents, because what the ancients say is “colour and love” will soon be tested on me.
A year after I got married, I was pregnant.
The body that didn’t eat fat was growing like a pecker.
It’s not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is, I’ve got a long face.
When a woman has a spot, it looks like she’s old.
Before I got pregnant, I stood with the L.A., who was a talented woman, and when I got pregnant, he was young and handsome, and I was a hag.
“Honey, will you hate me?”
“How? You’re pregnant with my son! Plus, fatter, more comfortable. I’m sorry.
A man is a liar, and he talks to me like a lover while he’s out looking for a woman.
When I found out, the fetus had been six months, and I had a big belly to fight with him.
He said that he only looked once, paid for it, and the kidneys didn’t go away.
He asked me to forgive him, and he promised me that it would not happen again.
I told my mom about this.
My mother said that during pregnancy, many men couldn’t survive, and that while they loved you, he was also ordinary.
My mother said it would be nice to have a baby. It’s a family bond.
My mom says that your dad and I are in the field, and I can’t help you for a while, so take care of yourself.
The fetus was eight months and my legs were swollen like radish.
The more busy he was, he said, the promotion was on the way, the performance, the overtime, the travel…
I’m often alone at home.
I said to myself, he’s busy waiting for the baby to be born.
I don’t think so.
On the day of the attack, I had a small abdominal pain, and I was bleeding below, and I called him numerous times, and there was no answer.
At 11:00, I went to the hospital alone…
3
The baby was born.
Boys, six pounds three.
I was lying on my bed, and the L.A. came to the hospital and was busy giving his mother good news: “Mom, son, a son!” “Mom, are you wrong? Chiang Li’s tummy is like that, so he has a son! I’m sorry.
That’s when I realized that in October, my father and mother saw me twice, and that’s why I’m not hot.
They want their grandson. They think I’m carrying a granddaughter.
“Aren’t we supposed to have boys and girls alike? I’m sorry.
I’ve looked at the outsiders, and I couldn’t help but be disappointed, and my parents have been sonly, and I’ve hated it since I was a kid.
“Of course it’s all mine! One hand on the bed and the other on the baby, “But it’s normal that some old minds are not changing with Mom and Dad.” Honey, you’re our family now! I’m sorry.
I was groaning, but I was glad that I had a son, and if I was a daughter, how could I have been rejected by their house?
In the evening of the same day, the parents-in-law brought chicken soup, and the cosmopolitan arrived at the hospital and a “good grandson”.
4
With a son, have I ever been rich?
Nothing.
Before I got pregnant, I heard of post-partum depression, and I felt like it was only when it happened to me that I knew it was too much for life.
The kid drinks once in two hours, he pulls, he can cry at any time. You don’t know when he’s pulling, why he’s crying, he’s only 24 hours on standby!
When I had a baby, I had no problems with my waist, and now, every time I bend over to change the baby’s urine, I can’t get up straight, I have to stay by the bed for a long time, my nipples crack, and every time a child takes a breath of milk, I’m in shock.
I’ll talk to the L.A. It hurts!
The answer is:
“How can that be? Milk powder is not breast-fed! What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
I really hurt, and every time a kid wakes up and cries in bed, I’m scared.
My mother-in-law told me not to drink so much milk every day, and I looked thicker and thicker, and, seriously, even myself.
“Mom, look how fat I am. It’s hard to lose weight! I can’t drink! I’m sorry.
“How can that be? You’re my grandson’s ration. You don’t drink it. Want to starve him to death? I’m sorry.
Grandma said that the more the milk was going to suck, she bought me a hand pump and asked me to take another milk between the two-time breaks.
That day, I remember so deeply…
I squeezed my milk-sniffer, bit my teeth, squeezed me crazy, watched my flesh and blood pour into my milk bottle and cried down.
And then the milk was almost gone, and it was all blood.
“Here, remember! Your grandson grew up drinking my blood! I’m sorry.
Grandma says I’m not a mom.
I went back to the bedroom and I buried my head in a blanket crying.
At that time, I didn’t just hate my mother-in-law, I hated the troops, I hated myself, I hated the children.
I’ve tried to hold the baby a hundred times.
But every time I saw him sleeping in my arms, I thought he was the most important baby in my life…
5
I survived.
Ten thousand suicides survived.
Child, I returned to the office for more than five months, before my job was taken over by other colleagues, and there was no promotion. At this point in time, the biggest injustice to women in the workplace is the worst.
I don’t have all the important things I’ve got, the leaders take care of me, and all I’ve got is a lot of work.
I work in a bus with a whole milk pump every morning, sucking milk in the company’s bathroom four times a day, and every time I’m afraid of contaminating the milk, I’m careful about cleaning it up, then I’m going home with milk.
Yeah, take the bus and one person.
At that time, our family had already bought a car, but the Roman army never delivered me, and I haven’t slept with him for a long time.
I’m not a completely non-demanding person, I mentioned it twice.
For the first time, he looked me up and down and said, “I’m tired, I’m not happy.”
The second time, he was tired of more.
“Someone gives birth and recovers in a month. Aren’t you afraid I’m disgusting? I’m sorry.
He walked out of his room and my tears were not wrapped in his eyes.
What’s so important about appearance? He once said he loved me for life, right?
I’m a person I don’t need.
In this house, I’m nothing but a child-bearing tool, a cow, a night nanny, and the one who makes money to subsidize the family.
I called my mother, who said I was too sensitive, told me not to think about it, take the baby, say the baby is the weight, and then lose weight after weaning.
As for Luo Jun, my mother asked me to be kind to him, to be gentle and not just to care for the children…
I laughed and cried.
I hung up on the phone and didn’t talk to my mom.
Six.
Life is too hard.
I can’t sleep at night. I work in the daytime.
Every day I walk in the corridor of the company and I feel like a ghost with a light head and a half-hour sleep at noon break.
Life is too hard.
The Romans and the parents-in-law ate, I fed the children, and when I finished, the rest was leftovers, a mess.
What’s the difference between these things and pig food?
I had to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen because my grandma had made dinner and I had no reason not to do the rest of the housework.
When the kitchen’s ready, the kid pulls again…
I’ve been working like a gyro every night, and I’ve had hysteria on my wrists, and I’ve been swollen. No one cares about me. I’ve got to keep holding my kids and work.
Life is too hard.
All the love of a young age collapsed after the birth of a child, like Shata, and the rest was Samson’s bones.
I’m probably sick, and like many mothers, I’m depressed.
I used to cry for no reason, and the idea of suicide followed.
Strangely, I didn’t think about divorce at this time.
“So many children all over the world? Who didn’t take the baby to work and cry? It’s just you! I’m sorry.
“What do you have in your hand? The baby’s still weaned! How can you drink milk tea? I’m sorry.
“Go to the doctor if your back hurts!”
I don’t know.
At the same time, there are people outside the Rwandese Army who are no longer hiding behind their backs, and it is common not to go home at night, even calling outside women in front of me.
I was holding the kid and staring at him.
She said, “This is your blessing.” Men are good. There are women out there! I’m sorry.
Grandma said, “It means you have a good eye.” If you’re a woman, open your eyes! I’m sorry.
Grandma said, “If you want to keep your family steady, your head is green. You look in the mirror. What are you now? I wouldn’t be interested in you if I were a man! How do you compare to the demons out there? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I don’t have the energy to argue. I’m fighting death.
If I die, the child has no mother.
Since then, I have learned to alienate, to walk the dead…
I thought I’d always be like this.
There’s a law in it.
7
The same Society.
I didn’t want to go because if I didn’t go to work, the kids were mine.
But the R.A. said: “Get out of here.”
He said he gave the baby to my mother-in-law to relax.
I’m touched.
Now I want to, uh, really be tortured for a little bit of kindness from the aggressor, and I’m grateful for that!
I put on a make-up, a nicest dress, a loose, flesh-covered dress, and put my hair up.
“What do you say? Is it a little more spiritual? I turned around and asked the L.A.
He leaned in front of the bedroom and looked at me and laughed.
He hasn’t smiled at me in a long time. I thought we could start over.
When I eat at night in front of my old classmates, the L.A. has been so eager to pack my food, to peel my shrimp, to make soup. I’ve been fatter than I used to, but I’m still an envious subject to countless people.
I know the R.A. is acting and I’m trying to cooperate.
After that, K, the old classmates left, and most of them were boys.
I think the smoke in the room is so bad that I can’t even choke my eyes open that I went out and sat on the couch in the hallway for a long time.
When we went back to the room, the voice of the R.A.’s drunk came from the door stitches.
“Huh, Ting? Are you kidding me? What’s the difference between Chiang Li and the old sow? I look at her and I throw up! I’m sorry.
“Well, who knows? When you have a baby, you become like that! Which one of you wants to be interested, take it away! I’m sorry.
He didn’t finish his speech, and the “creaking” in the room, and then the “blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
I pushed the door so hard…
The Russians are paralyzed on the couch.
At the time, the sports commissioner Ningjie was like a leopard, kneeling on one leg on the couch, lying all over the army, with a beer bottle in his right hand.
Had it not been for the boys around, the bottle would have been hit on the army’s head.
The tea table was kicked out and the drink was running. They turned their backs on me. Nobody knows I’m in.
“Jae, calm down! It’s family business! I’m sorry.
“Yes, yes, say it properly! You can’t be serious. I’m sorry.
“Brothers, why a woman…”
“Who and he are brothers? “Ninger’s drunk, with a bottle on his head, mean, “Roger, you fuck be a man! She’s been with you since Chiang Li high school. I’m sorry.
“She’s my woman. I hate her! “Ninger, you don’t think about her now? I’m sorry.
“I, fuck, don’t like how you bully her! Ninger bit his teeth and shouted, “How did you guarantee us when you asked us to quit?” What the fuck are we, dead people?”
This sentence comes out, the hands around Ningjie, the visible power of the eyes.
Ningjie went up half-point, grabbed the L.A.’s hand, the beer bottle was down, and his fist was punched.
That punch, it’s like hitting my heart.
I yelled at the R.A.’s name and ran over to hold Ningjie’s arm.
The nose blood of the R.A. has burst, and N.N.N.’s knee on his belly, he’s turned so hard, his eyes are red and he burns like an animal.
I was scared back.
The R.A. is smiling at me and smiling is ironic.
Ningjie suddenly stood up, grabbed my wrist, stepped over the floor and walked out of the box.
It was as if I had returned to childhood.
8
The alcohol burns out the hot blood and the wind cools.
After walking out of KTV, Ningjie bowed in a few steps and turned around: “I’m sorry, I just got impulsive and didn’t take your position into account. I’m sorry.
I shake my head.
I did feel bad when he punched me in the army.
After all these years, it’s like a piece of meat in my heart, but when they look at me and laugh at me, I wake up.
He doesn’t love me, he does it! Why should I hurt? Why not?
I say thank you to Ninger Dow and go the other way home.
Don’t want to go home.
I don’t want to face anything with the RPA.
“Chang Li, you didn’t take your bag!”
“Chang Li, where are you going? I’m sorry.
“Hey, wait a minute, I’ll go in and get Luo Jun…”
Ningjie shouted behind me, I waved and wanted to walk alone.
He’s coming up, right behind me.
This is a male protection for girls, and I turned around and looked at him: “Don’t worry, I’m not in danger now. I’m sorry.
I’m fat as a pig. What’s the danger?
Ningjie smiled: “It’s okay, it’s nothing, I’ll walk with you.” I’m sorry.
I know he’s kind.
I really had to rely on that moment, and I didn’t say no.
Roadlights lengthen our shadows and cut short, closing down on both sides of the street, and the shops were closed down, leaving only clubs and barbecues.
How’d you get that?
Maybe he asked me, “When did he start doing this to you? “Why didn’t you come to me?”
Years of suffering and unspoken pain suddenly erupted at that moment.
I’m talking, and I repeat, one thing goes on and on and on.
His eyes were restrained and he said to me, “It will pass, it will pass…”
Later, someone called him, was a KTV classmate and asked when we were going back? Shall we go back?
He looked at me and said to return.
After that, the classmates called and said they couldn’t wait. Everyone was leaving.
And then I finally told him enough to thank him again and he asked me if I was going home or staying in a hotel?
I stunned, surprised to see him.
He laughed and said that I was thinking too much. He was just not sure that I would like to go back to the R.A.’s house, and if he didn’t want to go home, he would open a room for me at the hotel.
He told me not to worry, that he was a good man.
I laughed.
We went back to KTV because his bag was still there and, surprisingly, my bag was there.
The waiter kept it for us.
They left early. He left without my stuff!
I laughed again, and I cried.
It’s called a family.
That night, I came home at 2:00 in the morning.
No one left me a light, the children slept with their mother-in-law, and I hesitated to disturb them, so I washed them gently and then returned to the bedroom.
This is the first time that I have slept alone since the birth of my child, except for the day after the child was born, when I was hospitalized with blue light.
I slept for less than an hour, and I was woken up by the children crying.
I was so busy, I didn’t get out of my room, I just listened to the sound of “scrambling.” The bedroom door was locked, and the mother-in-law walked in with the child in black.
“Have you had enough? You didn’t come back until midnight. Do you remember you were a mother? I’m sorry.
She’s got a small voice. Put the baby in my arms.
“You’ve been crying for over half an hour, waiting for you to change your milk powder. You starved my grandson!”
I’ve got a bad heart:
– I can’t hear you. There are two walls between them!
The kid cried so long, you got up to pay for milk powder. Why do I have to?
When the child is hungry at night, he can only groan, eat and sleep, and he will not cry at all.
I was sick in my heart, and now I’m just holding the baby in my hand, one hand to the milk powder, and I’m saying, “Mom, I didn’t hear the baby crying. I’m sorry.
She smiled and did not know how she could be so strong in the middle of the night: “Of course you did not hear, and slept like a dead pig.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been extremely sensitive to the term “pig” since the first time the L.A. called me a pig.
Every time I hear it, despair comes out.
“The pig brain. I’m sorry.
“As fat as a pig. I’m sorry.
“Sleeping like a dead pig. I’m sorry.
“What did you say to a pig? I’m sorry.
“Why sleep with a pig? I’m sorry.
I bowed my head, my teeth were close, my heart was broken, my heart was turned, I couldn’t help but look at my mother-in-law.
“Mom, can you stop calling me a pig? My tone is still restrained.
“You’re not a pig! “The mother-in-law’s tone is so sharp that she’s quite right to argue.
I’m human! I put the hot bottle on the table, “Why am I so fat for your son?” Why are you doing this to me? I’m sorry.
The father-in-law and the mother-in-law slept in a room, and when the child cried, he should have woken up and heard me and the mother-in-law arguing and running out.
I watched her hatefully.
My mother-in-law did not know whether she was scared or did listen to the advice of his father-in-law. She called me “sick” and went back to her room.
I sat on the couch, fed the kids, slept.
From the beginning, the R.A. didn’t come out.
Of course he didn’t come out, and soon after the baby was born, he said that the baby cried too loud at night and slept in a noise-sucking earplug.
He sleeps in the study, I sleep in the bedroom.
9
Men’s possessiveness is strange.
The first night the L.A. Army was at KTV. For nothing!
The next morning, I was washing in the bathroom, he leaned against the door frame, he looked at me, and he said, “You came back last night?” I thought you guys were gonna stay out here all night, all morning. I’m sorry.
I hit him through the glass.
He groaned: “I tell you, Chiang Li, if you do wrong to me, I’ll break your leg!” I’m sorry.
I remember saying, “Leave it away for nothing,” “Leave it out of the toothpaste bubble” and look at him in the mirror as if he were an enemy:
“Is that what I should have given you back? If you do anything wrong, I’ll break your leg! I’m sorry.
I’ve spoken to him for the first time since I was in love.
I looked at his third leg position.
But every man, who cares about that place, has a clear change in the color of his face, and then has a consistent irony:
“Yo, it’s so different! You think Ning Jie can help you once and for the rest of your life? You don’t look in the mirror. You think you still look like a flower? I’m sorry.
My heart is full of anger, and the face in the mirror is filled with resentment and indeed ugly, so listen to him laugh.
“A dead pig, in bed, is a piece of dead meat…” He walked.
The first night I heard the word “pig” once, and now I hear it again, it’s burning.
I don’t know where I got the courage, where I got the power, and that moment I held the cup, and I went up, and I hit them hard on their backs.
Then fat hands and feet greet him.
The man had a natural advantage in his physical strength, and I was so angry that I hit him with a fist and a leg, and I fell on the floor.
Grandma came and kicked me in the belly.
And I took a foot, firm and firm, and when she was kicked in the second foot, I jumped over her body in spite of the pain and held her leg, and pulled to the side, and she fell on the ground.
The Russians were busy helping his mother and yelled at me: “Chang Li, is it enough? I’m sorry.
“No! No! “My roar is even bigger, my teeth are cut off, and I am a good man, and you are pigs!” I’m telling you, I’m going to have to take you all to the funeral one day! I’m sorry.
Maybe the word “accompaniment” was too scary, or they didn’t see me so angry, and in a moment, the house was silent, and no one dared to touch me.
That day, I finally understood what it means to die in silence, not in silence.
That day, I finally realized that when a man was fearless, he was really afraid of nothing!
10
Ninger added me from class.
Yeah, I didn’t contact him before that.
To be precise, there are only a few girls who have had a good time with me after high school.
I am not the kind of person who would talk about anything, and the first night was an accident. It was the first night of an accident. It was the first time that an outbreak of collapse had been suppressed. Now, reason comes back and the psychological defence rises again.
The dialogue box shows “the other side is entering” for a while, and a few minutes later, only three words came out:
I don’t know what to say, just a smile.
After a while, the dialogue box was lit up again, and this time it’s a few lines of cracking.
I’ll call.
I thought he’d break it. I didn’t think he’d pick it up.
“It’s me.”
“I know, when I hear your voice, I’m on my feet. I’m sorry.
I’m not used to this concern, after all, until last night we weren’t too familiar.
“Well, I’m hanging up?” I asked him.
“Hmm. His voice is a little funny, I don’t know what he’s smiling about.
That day I thought a lot.
You don’t think about her now?
Ningjie, how did you promise us when you asked us to quit?
When Ninger liked me? Maybe, like me and other boys. He used the word “we,” “we” and “we”.
Why didn’t I see anything?
In that time… the wind was strong, the flowers were full of moons.
Eleven.
Man is a wonderful animal. You step in, you step out.
Ever since I left, I’ve been yelling and beating in my house. I’m a pig.
I seem to be a little higher at home than before.
Just a little bit.
I’m still working like a gyro, my wrists and anointed pills, and all the housework and children after work are mine, and I can’t sleep well at night, eat what they eat, and spend every day in their oblivion and picky eyes…
It’s just the word that drives me crazy.
As for work, I have no more chance of taking on a heavy job, but it is a relatively easy time.
It was an accident to see Ninger again.
At noon that day, I didn’t go to the office canteen to order delivery with my colleagues.
Then, the take-away was Ningjie, who was wearing a yellow horse armor, carrying four plastic bags and walking like that.
“Ninger! I called his name.
“Ah, Chiang Li!” He sees me here, says hello, calls the rest of the office, says, “Your office order? I’m sorry.
“Yes, we called together. I picked up two of them and took him to a conference room. (office group calls takeout here)
“You work here?” He said.
“Yeah! I put the delivery on the table, and I put the paper, and I took out a piece of the lunch box, “I didn’t think I’d run into you, when did you…” I’m sorry.
I didn’t finish. I pointed to the take-out.
Many years ago, I had no contact with him, but the class’s information was still available.
He should be one of the best guys in our class.
(I don’t mean to be ashamed of the delivery boy. I’m just curious about his information. I’m not sure.
He smiled. First it was hard to say:
“You can’t keep up with the river! I’m sorry.
Then the face was clear:
“I now deliver delivery every day, and I have no company to feed, and one person is not hungry. I’m sorry.
And I fell in faith with him and did not think of his last words at all.
Ningjie left very soon, and it was then that colleagues came into the office.
“Who’s that guy? I’m sorry.
“When I first came in, I thought he was the boss! I’m sorry.
“Yeah, we won’t dare come in! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
After that, Ninger and I met more and more.
He mainly delivers out of the area, and every time he sends something to our office, he brings me a drink.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had a cup of milk tea, and I’ve known a lot of new products for two years.
He asked me, and I insisted that the red bag be returned to him.
Later, in the afternoon, he would send out a menu to ask me what I wanted to drink before sending things to our office.
I’ll order and send him a red bag.
He knows a lot of shops and occasionally brings me dessert, caramel pudding or black forest or mango beams.
I’m:
He:
I’m:
He:
It’s probably the sweetest thing to do with dopamine, and every time you talk to Ningjie, you get better.
His presence is like a spring, and like a light that splits the clouds.
However, this light has failed in the field of manual work.
After regular delivery of the afternoon tea, he arrived at his own defined time of work, turning off his mobile phone software and not picking up anything.
I took his ride several times.
In his yellow car, by chance, I saw the R.A.s talking to other women, queuing for coffee with other women, and other women coming out of the mall…
12
My granddad broke up again.
Many years ago, when I was in high school, the L.A. told me once that she was a widow, and she went to the door and yelled at her.
Later, she went to college, and once called her back for rape, she was new to the unit;
Then, when he retired, he fell in love with the plaza dance and said he had two partners…
Today, it’s still a square dance.
When I came home, my mother-in-law was crying and hanging, crying that the father-in-law was sorry for her, and slinging another one outside, and she was riding on her head and running to her face.
The man frowned, was impatient and sat silently on the sofa.
The Romans are holding a mother-in-law.
I looked at them, I didn’t want to get mixed up, I went straight to the bathroom to wash their hands and turned to the bedroom to see the baby.
There’s a lot of noise out there.
“Dad, how could you? You figure it out. How many years has it been? Just my mother’s temper. I’m sorry.
“When’s the end of all the flowers and grass outside of you?” I thought you’d be able to live with Mom if you had another place! I’m sorry.
“You’re called an old man! It’s a joke! I’m sorry.
“My mother raised me. It’s not easy to run this house! Man must have a conscience. You are a typical scum. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I laughed in the bedroom.
What do you mean, double?
No one is more thorough than their family!
My mother-in-law’s ears are so sharp, he hears me laugh, he squeals me out and asks me what I’m laughing at, isn’t she laughing at?
I didn’t want to say it, but my mother-in-law said that I was bored, that I couldn’t beat a fart, that I sat down on another sofa…
“Mom, why can’t you think about it? A lot of things change angles, bad things get better! I’m sorry.
“Dad’s got someone out there. It’s your blessing! Men are good. There are women out there! Dad and Luo Jun, they’re capable people! I’m sorry.
“You taught me before to be a woman, so close your eyes! If you want to keep your family steady, you’ll get green on your head. I’m sorry.
The mother-in-law’s face is like constipation, which is what she says.
“And you look in the mirror. What are you like now? How can you compare to a demon out there? I’m sorry.
“I wouldn’t be interested in you if I were a man! As far as I’m concerned, Dad’s coming home to sleep every day. I’m sorry.
His father looked at me with surprise, and he almost wrote the word “understand” on his forehead.
I’m laughing in my heart, and I’m looking at the L.A., and I’m talking in the most focused way:
“Well, honey, how can you say Dad’s a scum?” What would you be if our dad were scum? Dad’s out there only one or two women at a time. Don’t be afraid to get sick.”
There’s more than one name for his undisguised phone calls.
My mother-in-law always protected her son, listened to me, was more angry than sarcasm, and screamed:
“Chang Li, did I ask you to come out? How did you do that? There’s no daughter-in-law who’s out there fucking around! I’m sorry.
“How do you do that?” I’m not weak. “What kind of a mother-in-law is there to support his son? Say it without fear of being laughed at!
“And that is what you do, and anyone who listens out there will say it’s retribution!” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
It’s been a long time at home. I’ve been watching jokes for a long time.
No results.
The mother-in-law had no courage to divorce and only spoke in a weird way every day, scolding her and dancing in his arms.
13
Why don’t I get a divorce? I asked myself that question repeatedly.
It may be that I am not confident enough to know whether a person can survive; it may be that I am unable to leave the child and that I may not be able to claim custody if I divorce.
My family is no better than the family, and the judge may hand over the children to the army.
Maybe, afraid of jokes.
For all these years, me and the R.A. and I have always been an example of love in the eyes of many people, and I fear being fingertiped behind my back.
But soon, he stepped on my lowest line!
Those who have taken their children know that children start at around the age of one year because their own immune system is not in place and they are vulnerable to illness.
My children are no exception, and it is normal to go to a hospital after one year of age, often running to the hospital in the middle of the night.
I told him to get up, he could cooperate and drive us to the hospital.
And then I heard the most:
“You can’t drive yourself! The car’s downstairs. Leave me alone. I have work tomorrow! I’m sorry.
“I’m sick of two colds in three days. Who’s got a kid like him? Did you take the baby? If you don’t bring it, I’ll change! I’m sorry.
“Chang Li, I warn you, don’t tie me to you with a child. I’ll be the first to spare you if anything happens to the child! I’m sorry.
The caller you’re calling is on the phone, please call later. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Do they love children?
I don’t know.
But I know that the reason he didn’t divorce me was because he wanted me to raise the baby.
Once I heard what he called:
He said to wait two more years with Chiang Li and now he’s a free nanny and buys milk powder and clothes…
He said it’s the hardest age for a baby, and you have to be his stepmother now, and you’re gonna cry.
Turns out he had a choice in the flowers.
When they’re happy, when they come home, they’re hugging their kids, and they buy a toy from time to time; when they’re unhappy, it’s like they can’t hear them, no matter how they cry.
Kids like their dad, and every time they see the army, they reach out to their little fat hands and say, “Dad, hold.” I’m sorry.
That’s the kind of love the children have for the R.A., which makes me want to struggle once and for all.
He’s not good to me, but he’s the child’s real father and good to the child.
Maybe for the sake of the kids.
14
In September 2019, children were repeatedly burned.
Five days later, another 39.1, I took him to the hospital overnight for fear of a burning problem.
I’ve made countless calls, he’s been strangling and finally shut down.
I was anxious to hold the child for a fee, and to do a check-up, one after the other, especially when he was bleeding from his thigh, the child cried, and I pressed the child’s leg and cried.
By the morning of the next morning, the child was asleep, and the test results came out, the EB virus.
The R.A. phone calls finally arrived, and they yelled at me.
“Chang Li, if I don’t come home one night, will you be dead? I’m sorry.
“The children are burning, hospitalized. I’m sorry.
“What have you done now? I warn you…”
I didn’t wait for him to yell. I hung up.
There’s not just no love, not even the most basic trust between me and the R.A., and he always thinks everything about children is something I’m looking for.
I was busy all night, and the next afternoon I got a call from Ninger.
“Chang Li, you didn’t work today?”
“Yes. * I’m closed, my elbows are on the end of the bed, my eyebrows are around, I’m tired * I’m sorry.
“Someone ordered milk and tea in your office. I brought you a cup of tea. I didn’t see you. “What are you doing? I’m sorry.
“Eat. I did, and my mother-in-law was here for lunch, but I ate a box at the hospital, and I was at the hospital. I’m sorry.
Ninger asked me which hospital I was in. I’ll be there soon.
He was wearing a yellow horsecoat for delivery and stuffed me with a cup of milk tea and a box of chocolate in a bowl.
“You rest, I’ll watch for you. I’m sorry.
As he said, he went to the hospital bed, looked at the hanger that the child was hanging and looked at the patient’s and the patient’s information sheet that was inserted on the bedside wall.
“Don’t worry, there’s something I’ll call a doctor. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry to bother him, but I said I could do it. I’m sorry to keep him from working.
“What are you holding up? That’s half a day’s work. Haven’t you ever heard a skinny camel bigger than a horse? He looked at me and he said, “Look at you. How can you stay up at night? Are you really Iron Man? I’m sorry.
My nose is sour, my eyes are coming up.
“Well, don’t worry about it. Go to sleep. He used the tone of his command, gentle and firm.
I was so tired, I drank two cups of milk tea, my arms were folded at the end of the bed and I fell asleep on my back.
I heard the nurse measure the temperature, change the medicine, hear Ningjie whispering to the child, and I was given a dress.
“Shh, your mom kept you up all night. Just fell asleep. Let’s keep it down. I’m sorry.
“I know your name is Babe. You can call me Uncle Ning. I’m sorry.
“Your dad’s at work, he’ll see you after work…”
“Be good. Your mother says you’re brave. You’re a real man. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but stand up to my lips and fall into a deep dream.
15
The first thing the R.A. came to see the kids after work was to yell at me:
“How did you take the baby? Why are you in the hospital again? I’m sorry.
“How did I bring the baby? * I’m so angry. What’s the difference?
“I brought him in the middle of the night. What are you doing? How many calls did I call? Did you answer? The child has repeated fever, and you are not at home, running to find other women! You’re such a man. How can you let him call you your father? I’m sorry.
Grandma’s in the room, and she’s not on her son’s side:
“The army, this is your fault! I called you yesterday. Why didn’t you answer? If anything happens to my grandson, you’re responsible! I’m sorry.
The R.A.’s agitated and impatient look at the baby.
“Isn’t it all right?” He went to the hospital bed, squeezed a baby’s forehead, and made a sound. She’s good at it now. She even learned how to drive without a license! I’m sorry.
He’s talking about my driving.
I couldn’t drive. Last winter, he couldn’t get up in the middle of the night. I was holding my baby and standing at the door of the block waiting for the car, it was too cold and it was too late, and I took the keys to drive.
No brakes or gas doors.
There are fewer people in the middle of the night. Slow down.
Car instructions and rules were then found, and he was forced to learn to drive without a driver ‘ s license.
It’s…
Women are weak, mothers are just!
The mother-in-law brought food to the hospital, this time more than her grandson and her son.
I bought a box at the hospital at the door of the ward, and I saw my next-door bedmate’s family looking at me in the eye, with pity.
Then when the mother-in-law and the Romans were gone, their mistress asked me:
“You’re a full-time wife? I’m sorry.
“No, I’ve got a job, I’ve taken a few days off. I’m sorry.
“This family is not human. Why do you have to be so restless when it comes to me? I’m sorry.
“The child is sick, a woman runs to the hospital with her child in the middle of the night, he’s a father and he’s out on the street, he’s not answering the phone! Get your wife to drive without a license! She’s also a great woman, bringing food to the hospital and a sip for her daughter-in-law! I’m sorry.
“What are you doing here?” I don’t think they’re rich or rich. I’m sorry.
I’m looking for a sleeping child, and I’m not thinking about a divorce…
I just can’t help it.
“This woman! You can’t live for the rest of your life, whether you’re a husband or a child. I’m sorry.
“I think the delivery boy’s pretty good! Good-looking and sweet. Except for work that may not sound so decent, but life is not about honor! I’m sorry.
I watched her drink milk tea.
She immediately explained:
“I’m not the one who bought me two cups of milk tea to talk to him!” I’m looking at it! I’m sorry.
“A man with a future that even the family of a sick friend can reach, not just a brother-in-law, but at least the head of a company! I’m sorry.
16
I think it’s a shame that Ningjie went out and sat on the chair next to the bed while the child was sleeping.
I’m:
He:
I’m:
He:
I’m:
He:
I looked at his last words and finally said:
Ninger’s mind, I don’t understand.
He said, “I’m not hungry alone,” and I probably didn’t notice, but I’ve said it a lot, and the dumbest can sense it.
He had a smile on his face.
When I saw him again, he had no abnormality, no normal joke, as if he had not tried, nor understood my refusal.
I don’t know why he still loves me.
Is it true that when you’re young, your love lasts until midlife?
17
I broke up with the R.A. the day before the children were discharged.
On the weekend, I went home to take a shower and cook for the kid, and when I left, I grabbed his car keys and asked him to come along and the kid was waiting for him.
He refused, said he had dinner with his friend and mahjong, and said to the guy on the phone, “Baby, dress up nicely, wash the incense, I’ll come back later,” and then kissed him on the starter and asked me to return the keys.
That’s what the article starts with.
I’ve got a new hate coming in and screaming from home to the parking lot.
I really wanted to kill him that day!
I don’t know.
Now I’m glad there’s no impulse.
Otherwise, life is really ruined.
I don’t know.
For me, this has been a repression for too long, but for the family, it is my sin.
I’m guessing the R.A. gave this to the women out there. After one night of bedtime, the next morning, I was in the process of deinstitutionalizing the children, and the R.A. called to file for divorce.
I’m standing outside the nurse’s station, I just signed a letter to get out of the hospital, and I’m holding my child with one hand, and I don’t hesitate to turn to the phone:
“Well, the house is mine, the deposit is mine, the custody of the child is mine. I’m sorry.
The R.A.L. Army stopped and asked if I’ve been planning this for a long time. You wanted his house long ago?
I laughed.
“What’s your house? I’m afraid you’ve forgotten! The house only pays a down payment, 30% of the total, my mortgage, my monthly mortgage, my salary. I’m sorry.
“Isn’t it normal for a couple to divorce? The house is mine, the car and the collection are yours, and the deposit is half. I’m sorry.
“How many times have you given him milk, how many times have you changed your urine? How many socks? Do you know what your son’s wearing? I’m sorry.
“You don’t know anything! Because you don’t have a home in your heart!”
The more I get excited, the last two sentences go up on the phone and the kid holds me tight.
The RPA was calm and quickly hung up after stating two claims.
First of all, the child’s name is Lo, it’s the family’s seed. No one will take it!
Two, I’m out of the house. I’m not getting a dime!
I had one hand on the marble table at the nurse’s station and I was shaking.
How can you do that?
He said he wanted to love me for the rest of my life… and now he wants me to go out with one husband and wife!
My tears are falling.
Not for anything else, but for me, for a love I once believed in.
“Go to court! Ningjie stood behind me for not knowing how long, and his voice still came, “I’ll help you.” I’m sorry.
18
Ninger’s human connections are better than I thought.
After the discharge, he asked a friend of his lawyer and I.
I’ve never been in a lawsuit, I don’t know about this business, but I’ve heard of his friend’s law firm. There are even two children ‘ s rooms in the firm and they are specially cared for.
I left the children in the children’s room and went to the lawyer’s office with Ninger.
I snuck up and asked him, “Isn’t it a good price? I’m sorry.
“What money? He owes me a great debt of gratitude for years ago, and now is the best time to pay back! I’m sorry.
I don’t believe it.
Ninger said, “Don’t worry about the money, it’s a friendly price. It is now a matter of urgency that the custody of the child be taken up, and the rest is the next step. I’m sorry.
“When it’s done, you buy him a good meal. He laughed and said, “If you don’t mind, leave me alone. I’m sorry.
He made me laugh.
Later, when he spoke to him, he specifically reminded me:
“Although most mothers in divorce have a first claim for custody of their children, from a friend’s point of view, I must remind you that divorce without children is more likely to succeed and to create the next marriage. I’m sorry.
“I know. I said:
I’m just not sure what I can count on from a father who can go out and hang out with other women during a child’s illness.
Zhang saw Ningjie in secret.
Ningjie responded: “The child is so small, it’s better to be with his mother, and his father, even though he was with me, is not very good.” Chiang Li is the one in charge. She’s the boss. I’m sorry.
Counselor Zhang Nod.
Then I talked about all the things that happened after the pregnancy.
Ninger was sitting in the chair next to me, listening for a while, getting up, taking coffee to the window.
I looked at him with counsel.
And he turned his back to us: “Do not mind me, I will breathe. I’m sorry.
I saw him holding a hand in the window, with his fingertips holding the window frame so hard that his fingers were white.
I’ve been talking to Counsel for two hours.
Counselor Zhang said that he could have the evidence I had.
Mr. Zhang said that since the Rwandan army had filed for divorce, and I had the same thought, it would be better not to live at Ro’s house and move out to rent.
As for the child, give it to the Lok family for now.
I disagreed at first, and counsel said, “It’s worth the short time you and your child have to be apart for the sake of a long time without a wolf.” I’m sorry.
Ninger also said, “He who listens to the law and fights in civil matters has never lost.” I’m sorry.
At noon that day, Zhang asked us to eat, and my mother-in-law called me crazy and screamed, “Chang Li, where are you? Get back here! I’m sorry.
“Did you take my grandson? I’m telling you, in an hour, if you don’t come back, I’ll call the police! I’m sorry.
People like you deserve no more! I’m sorry.
Cell phones are not speaker-free, they’re just the handset mode, but the mother-in-law’s voice reaches everyone’s ears in a clear way.
Ningjie took his cell phone from me and spoke in her mother-in-law’s roar.
“What police are you calling? Chiang Li is the mother of the child and her relationship with the Lui Jun is still under your control. I’m sorry.
“What’s your son like, you don’t know? Remember, it’s not the L.A. who doesn’t want Chiang Li, he’s not worthy! I’m sorry.
The mother-in-law stopped for a few seconds and screamed again, “Who are you?” Is that Chiang Li’s fat lady’s mistress? I’m sorry.
Ningjie looked at the lawyer and said, “I’m Ms. Jiang’s lawyer, and the child will come back later, and we’ll see you in court.” I’m sorry.
After that, he just hung up.
Zhang’s lawyer cried twice and laughed: “No professional! I’m sorry.
Ningjie countered: “I don’t eat this job, what do I do so professionally? By the way, honestly, how sure are you?”
Counselor Zhang touched his chin and thought:
“If I say 60 percent, I’m not very good, but if I say 10 percent, it’s too simple. So, 80 percent. I’m sorry.
Seeing how easy they are, I’m not so scared about the big “divorce” thing.
Counselor Zhang looked at me and smiled and explained:
“We’re joking, we’re doing this for the best interests of the parties, and we don’t know for sure. I’m sorry.
That afternoon, I returned the child, even if I had not done anything, accompanied by counsel Zhang. Ninger’s in a car outside the neighborhood. I’m not sure.
Meet me downstairs on the ground.
My clothes, my skin, my cosmetics, even my books and my computers are all in the green belt downstairs.
The computer was smashed to the ground, and the underwear was floating on the tree.
My old face is hot.
Zhang quickly opened his phone and took pictures: “It’s not you who is ashamed, it’s you who is throwing away your things.” You remember, the less qualified they are, the less able they are to take custody of their children. I’m sorry.
Grandma came down from upstairs and took the baby.
The children are crying.
“Why are you crying?” Does she deserve to be your mother?”
Then he cried out to me: “Bring your things and your right head!” Chiang Li, remember, it’s not you who left the army, it’s us who don’t want you! I’m sorry.
Her voice was enormous, and she was afraid that she would not hear from her neighbour.
Counselor Zhang bought me two knitted bags and borrowed a pole from the doorman, and together we packed up the ground.
Some are thrown into the trash cans, some are loaded in knitted bags.
19
The waiting days for trial are hard.
I was separated for the first time.
When I used to take him, I couldn’t sleep at night, and most of my thoughts were on him, and every time he said “humming” I woke up, and now I live in a rented house, thinking that the kids can’t sleep.
Did he eat and sleep well?
When he’s crying at night, does anyone try to trick him? His father doesn’t care about him? Will Grandma yell at him?
It’s when you’re weak. Have you been coughing lately? Have you had a fever?
I don’t know.
Zhang advised Ningjie not to come to me for a while, so called “more than less”.
Ningjie picked up a phone call from her mother-in-law.
Do you know Ninger? The answer is no.
Because he ran off to the section where I was working, and when he delivered the delivery to our office building, he would still take the personal goods and give me a cup of milk tea.
Of course, nothing but milk tea.
The windmill that happened to be off duty also disappeared.
My father and my mother were very opposed to my divorce, except for the theory of “What about the children after the divorce,” which means “the divorced woman is worthless.”
My mother and the L.A.’s mother had a similar opinion, like “open your eyes and some men don’t cheat” and called me “go back and say something soft.” I’m sorry.
But have I suffered so easily these past few years?
I said, “Mom, did you pick me up?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Every week I bring gifts to see the kids.
I can’t help but cry when my family doesn’t let me see you, and when you see me, you take the kid into the bedroom, and the kids cry.
What are you doing here? You used to eat and live in a place you didn’t know how to treasure! Get out of here!”
“You want to take my grandson! You’ve got a nerve! Next time, break your legs! I’m sorry.
“I warn you, you better give up your custody or you’ll never be forgiven! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I’ve brought something, and the L.A.’s mother, without exception, will fall from upstairs as I walk out the unit door.
“Bring your dirty stuff, how far away, get lost! I’m sorry.
I always pick up things that were dropped and I leave.
These things will work when the child is given to me.
In the meantime, I’ve seen the one the L.A. want to marry.
She moved in, and when she opened the door that day, she was wearing a black laced pyjamas, young, slender, and a little bit of a feeling that she did not belong to her age.
I’m surprised.
Not as a surprise to her young beauty, but as an adult male living in this house, as well as the father of the Roman Army.
It’s not right to dress like this!
It’s even more inappropriate to open the door to strangers.
“You are Sister Jiang? I’m sorry.
Her eyes were glowing and her voice was small, and she then leaned to the door, looked down, put on the pyjamas and lazy.
“Don’t waste your time! You’re not welcome here! Rogo doesn’t love you anymore… he just likes young and pretty. I’m sorry.
“You can be young forever?” I ask.
She smiled, she didn’t answer my questions, she just sprained, she pulled her slippers, and she turned around and she said, “Your fat daughter-in-law is back! I’m sorry.
That tone is different from when I first saw you.
The L.A.’s mother came out with a broom.
The young lady gave me another answer, and she came back to her bedroom with the voice of the um, ah, ah.
It turns out the R.A. has moved back to the bedroom and the children sleep with their parents.
I looked all over the place, and I didn’t wait for my mother to speak, and I turned and left.
20
The day of the trial, the sun was fine.
Prior to this, there had been mediation in the courts, neither I nor the RPA had accepted mediation, and both parties had been prevented from taking steps in property and child custody.
I couldn’t make it.
Once it’s done, me and the children will have to rent a house, a large rent per month alone, and other expenses.
It’s not enough to pay alone!
Besides, why should I?
I’m the one who gave birth to the baby, I’m the one who’s milking it, I’m the one who pees in the middle of the night without sleeping, and the baby kisses me more! As for the family property, did I not contribute?
I’m paying the mortgage, and most of the rest of the money is spent on a daily basis. The R.A.’s salary is higher than mine, but it’s also a limited one.
How can I be a poor man if I get divorced?
In court.
The R.A.’s lawyer grabbed me.
He took me.
If my parents were out there helping my sister-in-law with the baby, they wouldn’t have come back for a look at the big divorce, and they wouldn’t have come back to help me with the baby.
The fact that I don’t have an important job on the side of the unit because of the baby means that the promotion route is closed to me, that there are limited salaries and that it is difficult to provide a better environment for the child.
In addition,
He said that I had a temperamental personality, referring in particular to the fact that I was yelling in the neighborhood and was going to drive the R.A. to kill the R.A., which led to the divorce of the R.A. and implied that I was tending to kill.
I ignored the rules, drove many times without a license, and called out surveillance.
As for property, the other side ‘ s view was that:
Now that the children and them are together, it’s only natural that the car should be with them. If you get sick in the middle of the night, how do you get it to the hospital?
There’s not much in the savings, the couple, half each.
I was particularly worried at the time that I was anxious to see Mr. Chang, because the other side was telling the truth.
Counselor Zhang gave me a little restless look.
It’s his turn to start with a series of questions:
“Why does my client Chiang Li drive without a license and often at night? I’m sorry.
“Because she and the R.A. formed a family with only one car, the children burned to 39 degrees at night, and her husband was in trouble and refused to take the children to the hospital! I’m sorry.
“My client is alone, holding the baby, carrying a bottle of milk powder, waiting for a car in front of the neighborhood. It’s freezing, the children’s temperature is rising, the Internet cars are waiting, and there’s no taxi at the door… She couldn’t handle it. She had to risk driving! I’m sorry.
“Don’t she know it’s wrong? Don’t you know she’s risking her life? She knows! But the child in her heart is more important than herself! I’m sorry.
“I checked all the children’s hospital records in pediatrics, except for the first time when all the family members signed my client, Chiang Li. I’m sorry.
“I asked the doctor and nurse in the paediatric hospital, they were impressed by my client, because there was hardly any help for her! If she’s going to pay, she’ll have to call a nurse to look after the baby. I’m sorry.
“More interestingly, my client’s husband, from the time of the birth to the time of the birth, only twice, the first and the second, respectively, and then all alone. I’m sorry.
“Even giving birth!”
“My client has been calling her husband, Lui Jun, since he bled in pain. I checked mobile phone records, from 8 p.m. to 7 a.m. the next morning, full 52 calls. I’m sorry.
“All the signatures of the hospital are done by my client alone! The hospital obstetrician really impressed her! Her husband didn’t come until the next day. I’m sorry.
“What kind of person leaves a pregnant wife, a burning child, with a good life? If a man like that gives him a child, can he take care of him? I’m sorry.
And when We heard the birth of a man, the memories sprung up, and the whole man fell down on a chair, and his eyes cried out.
That’s the part I’ve forgotten so I can pretend I don’t remember.
Immediately thereafter, Zhang presented evidence of multiple cheatings after the marriage: with the foot-washing sister, Princess KTV, two fixed lovers, and recently the one who lived directly at home.
There’s a record of entertainment, there’s a neighbor, and there’s a couple of intimate pictures of lovers on Twitter! All eight out.
Even the R.A.’s public insult to me in KTV, after the reunion, came out.
“A woman who gives her husband the best years of life, nine years in a delivery room, and gives birth to her husband’s child because she’s fat and no longer looks, and that’s the insult she gets? If so, who dares to marry? I’m sorry.
Next, the small estates and neighbours proved the poor quality of the RPA mothers, the high-altitude throwing, the throwing of things, the denial of access to my children and the alleged abuse of children.
Because every child cries so loudly, it must be accompanied by the voice of the mother of the RP.
Counsel spoke for a long time about the enormous impact of the original family on the child and repeatedly requested that the custody of the child be granted to me; on the property side, he followed each other ‘ s claims, the child and whom, the house, the car and who.
As for the deposits,
In view of the fact that the Rwandese Army is the wrong party, not only is it cheating on me and causing great moral harm, but is also suspected of transferring property, he is now the one who regularly shows his love in a friend’s circle, and the map is either a luxury or a transfer from the Rwandese Army.
Mr. Zhang begged the court to award me two thirds of the deposits of the Rwandan army.
I don’t know.
That day, I finally saw the best lawyer in the city.
A lawsuit came down, I got custody of the child, and the R.A. was almost clean.
“Give you 15 days to move home. Zhang went to the army and said, “If there is any damage to the furniture, my client will file a new complaint. I’m sorry.
The R.A.’s face is black, and I hate my face.
“Chang Li, I warn you…”
“Mr. Rowe, watch your language. I can sue you for intimidation. Zhang Lai interrupted his speech.
From the court, the child shouted “Mother” and jumped on me from the court staff. I hugged the kid and kissed him on his little face.
“Chang Li, he’s waiting for you outside. Zhang’s lawyer followed.
I know what he’s talking about, Ningjie.
If it wasn’t for Ninger, I wouldn’t have come out yet.
I took the kid, I walked out of the courthouse and I saw him.
His head, his white shirt, his leisure pants, his bright shoes, his left hand with a cup of coffee, and his right hand with a handbag in a coffee shop.
He crouched down and first removed a recovery vehicle from his handbag for delivery to the child.
“Babe, remember me? I’m sorry.
“Remember, you’re Uncle Ning. The children cry out in their own way.
“Good boy. He touched the child’s head, he got up, he handed a cup of coffee to a lawyer, and then he gave me another cup. I’m sorry.
In the sun, his smile was warm and pure.
I picked up coffee.
“Good. I’m sorry.
21
I married Ninger later.
To know he wasn’t a delivery boy, he borrowed it. His game company is still on the run.
“You’re a liar! Is that funny? I’m sorry.
“If I don’t lie to you, can you accept my tea?” Can I chase you?”
“It’s not like it’s a fight, it’s a fight.” I’m sorry.
“No lie, the market has been so competitive lately, I’ve been so busy, I’m in need of a couple of kisses. I’m sorry.
“Hey, really don’t want kids? Can your parents agree? I’m sorry.
“Didn’t you already have a Beibei? I told you when I was chasing you, like I said. You think I’m playing? It’s too hard to have a baby. Mom and Dad, I’ll figure something out. I’m sorry.
It is unexpected that Ningjie’s parents, while regretting it, respect us.
One time, his mother pulled me with tears in her eyes:
Great! He loved you all his life and finally married you, and I was afraid that he’d spend the rest of his life beating naked.”
Later, information about the RPA was received intermittently.
He was already at his house, and on the day I finished the case with him, he was told he had no room, no car, and he split.
The R.A. has been depressed for a while.
Later, he found another one, who bought the house at a mortgage and then married and had children.
Women are not as lucky as I am, except for the tummy rises, but the R.A.’s attitude towards her is no different from that of the year, and soon he lost interest in me.
His interest seemed to be confined to young girls.
The woman is pregnant, she’s in the company and she wants to be told! There’s a lot of noise, and the water’s broken, and it’s running through the head office…
Later, when the L.A. lost her job, a woman gave birth to a child, returned to her mother’s house and then divorced…
Ninger and I discussed this.
“In the end, not enough love. He said, “True love, don’t be pregnant, even if you don’t touch a woman for the rest of your life.” I’m sorry.
“Well, by the way, don’t you think I’m fat?” I’m still a little fat. I asked him.
“Why should I be fat? He rubbed his hand in my tummy and smiled, and said, “Don’t you feel soft and comfortable? I’m sorry.
I’m just going to take two of his tummys and hold his abs.
“Hey, you can’t blame your husband for having too many abs.” I’m sorry.
I’m…
I want to kick him down!
“You old Versailles! I rubbed two more on his stomach.
“Ha-ha-ha…” He hugged me into his arms, screaming his wife and leaning in my ear, “Whatever you like…”
Maybe that’s what love is like.
Author: Green Clouds
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
