A powder

I married my husband Kuanfener for a simple reason.

It's not because the two sides are suitable, it's not because his family's conditions are not bad, it's not because my parents are forcing me to get married and it's tearing me to pieces, nor is it because my mother and his mother hit it off in the square dance and decided whether their children should get married or not.

Neither.

I am willing to marry him, really only because we get along well.

When we first met, he said, Hello, I'm Kuanfen.

I tutted and said, I am an orange. Shall we eat oranges and lasagna together?

He replied smoothly: I can't pursue perfection. If I pursue perfection, I have to get together with sesame sauce, Chili oil, garlic and coriander. It's so promiscuous

Finally, I decided to marry him. Three months after we met, he came to my house to help my mother clean up. I like singing very much when I do housework. Sing loudly and tear your heart out.

But when you don't think about singing at all, you often only sing one or two sentences. At this time, the people around you who listen to your howling are like falling into the hell of Aiolos, which is endless and never peaceful.

On that day, whenever I sang:

"Red cen rolling, second emotional, there are always four times together."

He solemnly went on to sing:

"Half awake and half drunk cow.

I have your mouth in my dream. "

I don't know how many times I fell down laughing, but suddenly I made the most important decision in my life.

So Kuanfen and I naturally got the certificate, held a completely uninspired wedding for both parents, renovated a two-bedroom and one-bedroom house that Kuanfen's parents had been renting, and lived a free life for two people.

Whenever there is no date after work, the two of us will go out to our favorite grilled fish shop together, eat a spicy grilled fish on the greasy table, open a case of beer, and then you ride me and I ride you, singing all the way.

"Friends walk together all their lives.

Those days are over.

A word of life.

Yisheng Yiqing north JIU

Friends are never alone.

A friend, you will understand.

There is still hurt and pain.

There is still a way to go.

And me. "

Walking home amid the abuse of the crowd.

With Kuanfen, I always have a lot to say. No matter what I'm worried about, I can talk to him, and of course he can talk to me about anything. However, we don't have troubles every day. Most of the time, we share all the fun every day. For example, there is a colleague in the design department of Kuanfener Company, whose English is very good. Kuan Fener will broadcast his classic quotations to me live every time he meets him. The most famous sentence is: tomorrow's sharing will be too deep. Are you dead or not, Tiffany!

We like shopping together very much. Kuanfen's taste is particularly good, better than mine, and she understands me. He can always pick out what I like for me at will. One day, it's not my birthday, nor is it an anniversary. When I got home, I saw a pair of lambskin bare pink sandals on the ground, which I was looking for all over the world. I was so excited that I jumped on the sofa to eat cantaloupe and asked him how he remembered to buy me shoes.

He shrugged indifferently and said, your name is written on these shoes.

We all like watching movies together. He likes to watch Korean thrillers, mystery films and horror films with excessive yin, while I prefer Japanese youth films with nonsense. But we also really like watching movies that each other likes. We also love watching old movies, Hong Kong movies and cartoons. Recommend films to each other without any mistakes. On idle weekends, we spread out on the huge sofa bed in the living room, drew the shading curtains (the room was once dark as night), turned on the projector that we spent a lot of money on and put it on the wall. The sound of the movie came from the stereo that we scrimped and saved in the third year of our marriage. We ate and drank our favorite Baxi rum ice cream, munched on the spicy duck neck, and watched one movie after another, which made our eyes swollen, as if our eyes would fall to the ground if we watched any more.

Of course, as a couple who pay great attention to self-management, we often keep fit and shape together.

Please don't make up your mind. Two handsome girls wearing imported fitness clothes are sweating in a high-end gym with sweat-absorbent belts on their heads. We are poor, so we can only dance Duoyan Zheng at home in old people's jerseys. Guan Fener is so funny when he dances Duoyan Zheng, I can't look at him at all. Seeing him will make you laugh. Once you start laughing, you will never stop laughing.

In short, getting along with Kuanfen cannot be described in four words: carefree. In this way, we care for each other, take care of each other, laugh at each other and encourage each other, and our marriage has reached the fifth year.

This weekend, once a month, we will take turns to visit our parents' weekends. On Sunday morning, I fled to my parents' home with the same exhortation that "if I don't have any more children, my uterus will age and my children will be deformed". Unexpectedly, when they entered the door, the two old people looked dignified.

We all quickly put away our merciless smiles and wait and see.

Kuanfen's mother said, Xiaokuan, your father will drive back to his hometown to pick up your grandmother next week.

Kuanfener said in surprise, isn't grandma the last person to love coming? Can't live without friends?

Kuanfener's mother was very sad and was silent for three minutes. She said: Your grandmother has been diagnosed with liver cancer, which is already in the advanced stage. The doctor said that there is still one year, have a good rest and don't need treatment.

Kuanfen's father is the best and most masculine man I have ever seen, but I have never seen him so old. It seems that there are 10,000 wrinkles on his face in an instant, and every wrinkle is unspeakable sadness.

I quickly looked at Kuanfen.

Kuanfen grew up and her eyes turned white.

I know what grandma means to Kuanfen. When Kuan Fen was a child, his parents were busy with his career, and he was thrown to his grandmother just three months after his birth, until he was 15 years old. His grandmother is his mother, his father and his hometown.

I opened my mouth and said nothing.

Kuanfener once told me jokingly that if death touched his grandmother, he would kill himself first and then kill him.

Although this is mixed, I know that in his heart, he never, never thought that his grandmother would get seriously ill, get old and die.

In fact, it is normal for an 80-year-old man to get sick and die. Kuanfen certainly knows that this is normal. He's just not ready.

He will never be ready for this.

The next week, Kuanfen's father took grandma back from her hometown. His father is grandma's only son, and he is grandma's only grandson. Grandma looks as kind and gentle as last Spring Festival. Her hands are always very, very warm She holds my hand like every time she sees me. I was held by her dry, old and extremely warm hand. I really want to cry.

Even I really don't know what Kuanfen is thinking at this time.

No matter what he thinks, he will tell me immediately and without reservation. For example, he may have hemorrhoids, for example, he thinks his father seems to be having an affair.

But this time, when Kuanfen and I were alone, from the time we learned that Grandma was ill to the time when Grandma was taken away, he never mentioned a word about Grandma.

Although nothing like this has ever happened in our marriage, I can understand how hard it has hit him.

Kuanfen's parents said that grandma didn't know her illness yet. After all, in the face of terminal illness, we are also happy to pretend that nothing is wrong. The happy two families had a welcome dinner, during which they laughed and laughed, which made grandma smile.

On grandma's first night, Kuanfen lived with her.

From his three months to his 15 years old, he slept with his grandmother every day. Kuanfen said: You can't smell my grandmother's arms. It smells very, very sweet. I fight under my nose as soon as I smell it.

I ate a bag of potato chips at home alone and could hardly sleep all night. The next day, I went to work with black eyes and blue eyes. When I got off work, I got a call from Kuanfen and said that she would pick me up.

"Let's take a walk." He said.

Kuanfen and I can have a good time even if we don't drink, watch movies or go shopping, so we push the road. But today he is so silent and so sad. Walking beside him, I felt like walking beside my immediate superior for the first time. I'm on pins and needles, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Go about half an hour later, wide peach son suddenly said:

Are we going to have a baby?

For several minutes, I didn't respond to what he said. After walking at my previous pace for a few minutes, the meaning of this sentence floated to my mind. At first, I felt an anger rising slowly from my back and my forehead was numb. At the same time, I dragged my feet, slowed down my practice and finally stopped.

Kuanfen noticed that I stopped for a while, and he also stopped and twisted his body to look at me.

I asked him stiffly: How?

His face is stiff, too: we live someone else's life.

I don't know how to answer this sentence.

Looking at the outrageous expression he had never seen before, I was angry and shouted: others? ! Are we like everyone else? !

Kuanfen looked at me, his eyes slowly filled with heavy sadness. He came back and took my hand.

Holding hands with Kuanfen is something I do every day, but today, my palm touches the hand lines of his broad palm, but it looks like catching a cockroach. My hair stood on end, and I shook him off.

Kuanfen obviously didn't expect me to have such a reaction. His eyes are more sad.

After a long silence, he looked at me quietly and said, orange, have I asked you anything for so many years?

This sentence calmed me down. His face is full of obvious helplessness.

I said: we have children, and only I can have children. In addition to being pregnant in October, out of shape, various chronic diseases, and risking death when giving birth. After giving birth, I have to feed, and my figure is completely ruined. All this is just physical harm to me. Where are the others? What about the rest I have to pay?

Kuanfen almost burst into tears. He lowered his eyes and said after a long time, I'm sorry, orange.

I watched his eyes red and his heart softened again. He grabbed my hand and I didn't push him away.

I asked him: How did you tell Fine Powder about this?

He said, if I can convince you, I can certainly convince him.

I asked again, "to say the least, even if I could, what about you?" Is it okay? "

He said: I can die for my grandmother.

As soon as his voice fell, tears as big as beans rolled down his eyes.

After all, I love him dearly. If I am in such a desperate situation, Kuanfen will not be hard on me and will not only think about myself. He will certainly sacrifice himself to help me.

So I held his hand hard.

Kuanfen may be watching my heart move, so she calmly continued to say to me:

Orange, why did we get married then? To say the least, just to shut my parents up. But now you see, is it blocked?

I have nothing to say.

Of course, if you want to pretend to be a normal person, it is not enough to get married. Just before this afternoon, Kuanfen and I laughed and resisted the pressure of having children.

We discussed lying to our parents that we were infertile. But on the whole, my mother knows the dean of the people's hospital, so it is not difficult to give me a comprehensive examination. His mother is more divine. She knows an old Chinese doctor whose medicine can cure the disease.

So for so many years, we only had two hands to pretend to be deaf and dumb, saying: What can we do if the children don't come? Now we have been fooling around for five years.

Kuanfen was finally knocked down by grandma's illness and surrendered.

The emotional comedy of three dads, chapter 2-

(unfinished)