Sometimes, he is very strong and critical of me (he says it's advice, and good advice is to make me progress); Sometimes, he compromises; Sometimes, I have to reason and tide wait for no man; Sometimes, I am gentle and considerate, careful and considerate. In short, when we get along, when he is arrogant, I struggle to resist and suppress him; When I am too proud, he will be beaten mercilessly.
Please look at the table:
For dinner, in order to welcome the family's leisurely meal time on this day, I made a little white, watched Baidu menu and made three dishes and one soup with my heart. Looking at this table full of dishes, I suddenly felt extremely proud. I'm great. I can make cook the meat and soup.
The family sat down and talked while eating. The eldest daughter kept stretching chopsticks to clip meat, and her mouth was greasy. While biting the meat, she said with satisfaction, "Mom, this meat is really delicious."
Seeing this kid eating so happily, I suddenly have a feeling of maternal love. While holding the meat for the child, he said, "Well, eat more delicious food." Then, our mother and daughter smiled at each other. What a happy picture this is, but someone wants to spoil everyone's fun.
"This meat is a little sweet. I wish I had less sugar." When I heard this, I was secretly unhappy and explained, "This is for children."
"And, you know, burning meat with potatoes is better than burning meat with radishes. If you don't finish eating, the next meal will be bad. " He posed as a master and made professional comments.
"I know, there are no radishes at home, only potatoes. Let's call it a day. " I feel a little sick. Didn't he see me cooking so hard? Today, in order to look good, I decorated this braised pork with shallots and colored peppers.
"And that green vegetable, I told you, you have to drain it before you can put it in the pot." He continued to repair the knife.
"What to eat? If you don't eat, will you please serve? " I put away my smiling face and said gruffly. Because the child is around, I try to suppress the anger that is being ignited inside.
I've been busy with this meal for over an hour, and I've burned my hand. Sitting at the dinner table, I didn't see my sincerity and kept finding fault. I am very wronged.
"I just hope you can make more progress next time." He changed the appearance of his master just now and said cheekily at once.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to progress. I am happy to stay where I am. " I answered with a straight face, trying to suppress my burning anger.
Finally, his inflated master's arrogance was suppressed by my indifferent anger.
Let's look at the dispute with the baby:
He just finished playing ball and went home in high spirits. As soon as I entered the door, I wrote my indescribable happiness on my face, and then said in a high-profile way, "This ball was really played today. Look at my sweat. "
I have been looking after the baby at home for two years, and no one has been out. God knows how much I envy the men and women who exercise in the gym. Looking at their lithe posture, I feel like an old lady of the last century.
"Well, be happy!" I pretended to smile at him and said.
"Well, not bad." He casually threw the badminton racket on the sofa, then habitually lay on the imperial concubine chair, naturally took out his mobile phone and stared at the screen of the mobile phone with his feet propped up.
"Dear, I also want to go to the gym to run and swim today. You look after the children in the afternoon. " Let's put things back every day. When it's our turn to put things on the sofa, my anger is ignited.
As soon as my voice fell, he suddenly sat up from the sofa, put down his mobile phone, stared at his eyes and said anxiously, "That won't do. I can still watch the boss. The second child will want her mother. " Besides, I can't stand two children. "
"I have to watch two every day, and you can't do it all afternoon." I stared at him and answered in surprise.
"That, that ... the child is too young. You exercise at home. Why do you have to go to the gym? "
"The child is not small, three years old, and her last day with grandpa is no problem. You are her father, no problem. "
"All right, then!" He collapsed on the sofa like a deflated balloon.
In the end, I didn't go to the gym, but his arrogance that he got cheap and didn't know how to converge must be suppressed.
That's how couples get along. Either you go up or I go down, or I go up and you go down. In short, they suppress each other, play games with each other and cherish each other. So stumbling, stumbling together to maintain this small family, a little bit of happiness.