"How many seemingly perfect couples are waiting for the opportunity to kill each other. 1"
This sentence lingered in Nanxiang's mind for a long time, and she couldn't help sweeping the goosebumps on her arms: "If so, it might be a good thing to separate."
Zhang Xiaobei nodded: "I really envy that you are not married yet."
After hearing this, Nanxiang looked at Zhang Xiaobei in confusion.
It's fine for others to say this, but when Zhang Xiaobei said it, Nanxiang didn't believe it.
In my mother's words, Zhang Xiaobei's husband is a man who is hard to find even with a lantern.
Her husband has a high degree of education, is a civil servant, clean and self-sufficient, and has a good appearance.
The man's father is a policeman and his mother is a doctor. The two old people are very open-minded, and they are still talked about by everyone.
I have seen this person in Nanxiang, and I intuitively feel that the relationship between the two of them is very good. Could it be that such a person will also feel wronged by Zhang Xiaobei?
"Sister Xiaobei, is it okay for brother-in-law to bully you?" Nan Sheng couldn't help asking.
Zhang Xiaobei rubbed Nan Sheng's head: "You two think too much. He treats me very well and takes care of others. My parents-in-law are also very open-minded, but sometimes I want to let go of the role of mother and wife. Even for a day, I just want to be myself, don¡¯t care about anything, don¡¯t think about anything.¡±
"Sister Xiaobei, when you grow up, you will have financial freedom, personal freedom, and no need to study. How wonderful." Nan Sheng didn't understand Zhang Xiaobei's words.
Zhang Xiaobei froze for a moment: "Yes, I should be content, my marriage is already much better than normal people."
What Nanxiang heard was also in the clouds, and she didn't understand, obviously, life is much better now than before, but why is she always not so happy?
She actually understood Zhang Xiaobei's words, but she didn't understand herself.
Obviously, when she first went to work, she was very happy. She just felt that the work was so easy. From nine o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the evening, she could arrange the rest of the time freely, and she still had a lot of income.
At that time, every time I paid my salary, I had to be happy for a long time, and I also rewarded myself with a big meal.
Since when have you not been so happy?
Is it time to slowly care about your figure and stop eating like crazy?
Or, what about when you start dating?
Obviously, I was so happy when I first fell in love.
Why did the taste gradually change?
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She seems to have found the reason.
Probably, when she started to have higher expectations
Looking forward to a slim figure, looking forward to higher and higher wages, and looking forward to a boyfriend who treats me better and better.
It turned out that, unknowingly, she also lost her sense of normalcy in the comparison with each other.
Although, she thinks that she has never taken any comparisons to heart, but she still secretly expects this person who surpasses her.
It turns out that as long as you lower your expectations, it¡¯s fine, but, can you do it yourself?
She does not allow her figure to be out of shape, does not accept low wages, and has no way not to have expectations of her boyfriend.
Thinking about it, after marriage, there are more expectations.
I don¡¯t know where I heard a saying that says that when any woman gets married, she feels that she will not live like an ordinary housewife, so she enters the marriage vowedly, or walks away dejected and covered in scars. Come out, or, throw away the armor and stay inside.
At this moment in Nanxiang, she was suddenly glad that she did not get married.
Because, she never felt that she was better than others.
For dinner, I ate hot pot.
Xiaobei's mother and Nanxiang's mother drank baijiu, and within two glasses, both of them were drunk, but they kept holding the wine glasses and yelling for someone to help pour the wine.
Nanxiang's father was afraid that the two of them drank too much, but he couldn't persuade them.
Zhang Xiaobei coaxed Yiyi to sleep, and when he came back, seeing his mother wanted to drink, he brought two bottles of beer for the two of them.
The two mothers had endless grievances. During the dinner, not only Xiaobei's father was mentioned, but even Nanxiang's father suffered a lot.
Nanxiang looked at his father's livid face, as if he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he persuaded him to go back and rest first.
The two mothers finally drank until midnight before giving up.
Just after falling asleep, I heard a knock on the door again.
Nan Xiang put down the object in his hand, turned his head and looked outside.
"Xiangxiang, I am your Uncle Zhang, open the door."
Nanxiang was taken aback, and immediately turned to look at Zhang Xiaobei: "Uncle Zhang? Why are you here so late?"
Zhang Xiaobei frowned and took Nanxiang's hand to open the door: "Dad, we are all asleep, you should go to bed earlier."
"You little bastard, quickly open the door for me! I'll say a few words to my mother, and then I'll go back."
"Dad, stop making trouble and go back quickly."
"I'm making trouble? What's wrong with me? Open the door for me quickly, or you don't need to open the door. You and your mother go home quickly."
When the two of Nanxiang were undecided, Nanxiang's father heard a voice.
Seeing this situation, he immediately went to open the door: "Xiaobei, this is not acceptable. Your father is usually the most sensible. He came here in the middle of the night because he had something to do. How can you lock him out?"
Nanxiang glanced at his father in surprise, always feeling that what his father said meant something.
Sure enough, when Uncle Zhang entered the door and saw Nanxiang's father, he changed into a gentle look, and he did not look fierce at all.
"Brother Nan, I'm here to pick up the two of them, so I'm sorry to trouble you."
Nanxiang's father patted Zhang's father on the shoulder: "Old Zhang, you are too, what are you doing, we elders can't hit people with our hands. Daughters-in-law are for pain, but you can't beat them." Masculinity, although sometimes too rigid, but he also hates men who beat women the most, and when talking to Dad Zhang, he is not as close as before.
"Brother Nan, is that so serious? I just pushed her, she made a fuss, don't you know me? We are rough, sometimes we are not as careful as women, and we just touch it accidentally. "Zhang Ba spoke very sincerely.
Nanxiang's father looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
"Really." Father Zhang hurriedly explained: "Brother Nan, we've been together all these years, don't you know me? I've always been good-tempered, but today was an accident, and we just started fighting. It's because Xiaofang is too irritating Don't worry, Brother Nan, even if I am older than myself in the future, I won't move a finger of her."
Nanxiang's father frowned, he still thought about the reconciliation between the two, and hesitated.
"You knocked my head on the pot, and that was just a light touch? Zhang Huaimin, are you talking human? When did I dare to get angry with you?"
At this moment, the two half-drunk mothers in the room walked out with each other supporting each other.
"Xiaofang, this time, is it my mistake? Go back, and I promise not to make mistakes again."
Father Zhang's face was quite sincere.
Nanxiang's heart suddenly rose, a little afraid that Nanxiang's mother would be coaxed back by him like this.
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