I don't know when it started, but the slogan "When a woman gets fat, she will ruin everything" is everywhere, and chicken soup articles are screaming at the top of her lungs to encourage women to lose weight. It seems that as long as a woman has a good figure, she will have a good love and marriage, while a fat woman's love and marriage must be bad and abandoned. I always feel like an advertising copy made by a gym or a weight-loss product, because in real life, too many people and things tell me that the quality of a marriage must be based on the respect, understanding, tolerance, accommodation, talent, knowledge, temperament, interest and so on, but it has nothing to do with the body.

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My sister, who has entered the age of no doubt, is the mother of two girls. She has been married to her brother-in-law for 21 years and is optimistic, cheerful and open-minded. Now she is a veritable fat wife. Both girls and brother-in-law are tall and thin with long legs. The big girl teases her mother's short legs from time to time, and her sister pretends to be hit. The brother-in-law always keeps up with the sentence in time: Thanks to your mother's short legs, otherwise your father can catch up with your mother.

Brother-in-law is a good cook, and he is also willing to cook food for his family. As long as my sister wants to eat, her brother-in-law will definitely give full play to her cooking skills, and always let her "take another bite, taste another bite". This attitude and practical actions of her brother-in-law connived at her becoming a fat wife from 91 pounds before marriage. Brother-in-law always looks at his sister lovingly and says to the two children: Look at our old girl giving me more face, it's like you two little things, as if our family didn't eat or drink.

After so many years of marriage, my brother-in-law never stays out for the night. When he is drunk, he always shouts that he must go home: "I want to go home, or my old girl won't sleep well." The friend who sent him home never forgot to tease his sister: "Old girl, why are you getting younger and younger?" My sister always replied cheerfully, "My eldest brother has a good meal."

The chubby elder sister is very energetic and has a confident smile on her face. My sister reads many books and writes good handwriting. She is quick and smart, and sometimes helps her brother-in-law. Brother-in-law will discuss problems with his sister, and her sister will also give some pertinent opinions and suggestions, and she is dubbed as a heavyweight female secretary by her brother-in-law.

My brother and I will remind my sister whether it's time to think about the weight. Of course, we definitely don't think that my sister is too fat to look good, but we think about her health. Before my sister could speak, my brother-in-law said, "Your sister and I have a physical examination every year, and we are in good health. Your sister's weight is a little higher, but all the indicators are normal. We will pay attention to it in the future." Since then, my sister and brother-in-law have been doing morning exercises at 6: 31 every morning in the Riverside Park in my hometown. They are tall, short, thin and fat, just like a combination of "high and low cabinets", and they have become a unique landscape in the park carelessly.

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Lao Xu, a high school classmate, is ill in hospital. On Sunday off, I went to visit the hospital with several classmates. His wife, who was also his school sister in college, has a handsome face, tall and well-informed, and looks much younger and more fashionable than her actual age. Maybe she is tired in the hospital these days, with some fatigue and resentment between her eyebrows, and looks unfriendly.

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Lao Xu is wearing a large hospital gown, and he can still see his chest constantly fluctuating with anger and excitement. Finally, Lao Xu couldn't hold back, and two people quarreled in the ward in front of us. You came and went, and sparks flew, hurting each other with words. Under our persuasion, Mrs Lao Xu took a hard gouge out Lao Xu and left the ward bitterly. While apologizing to us, Lao Xu complained: "Who wants to go out and drink like a grandson to please others? Not just to live a better life for his wife and children? "This woman is always playing mahjong or picking fights. If it weren't for the sake of her children, it would have been a long time ago. She is really tired."

When I came out of the hospital, several students felt deeply but didn't know what to say. A classmate who recently walked with Lao Xu on weekdays said: "Lao Xu is poor, too. It seems that the big boss has infinite scenery, but he cries every time he is drunk and refuses to go home. He has been married for more than 21 years. They often quarrel for three days and make a big fuss for five days. They are trivial things. They quarrel and make up, and then quarrel again. All the time, he is really tired and not sick."

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After I was separated from my classmates, I got a phone call from my sister, calling me to her house for dinner. As usual, my brother-in-law cooks. I chat with my sister and talk about Lao Xu. My sister says: In fact, in marriage, how can there be right or wrong? What's the point? However, it is good to think more from each other's standpoint, tolerate each other, understand each other and respect each other.

The two sisters were chatting when someone knocked at the door. It was Sister He, a neighbor of a compound when we were young, who was younger than my sister and a little older than me. She came to consult her sister about her children's English learning. Sister He, who was about the same weight as her sister, lost a lot of weight and looked haggard. If I were in the street, I might not recognize her. Only after chatting did I know that she insisted on losing weight, skipping meals and exercising in the afternoon. She lost a lot of weight, but she had a stomach trouble and now she is taking stomach medicine every day. Her husband thinks she is fooling around and complaining, and she is not as good as before. She looked at her sister and brother-in-law with envy, and repeatedly said: Sister's life is really good.

There is an advertisement for a slimming product on TV: If a woman wants a happy marriage and a man loves her to death, she must have a devil's figure ... I giggled. Who is this advertisement kidding?

What does a good marriage have to do with your figure? A good marriage must be the result of mutual respect, understanding, tolerance, accommodation, agreement of three views, congenial tastes and personality, and has nothing to do with being fat or thin. If the marriage is good, the figure does not take credit, and the marriage is not good, and the figure does not carry this pot.

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