My husband said, "You have no life to work!" "

In the Millennium of 2000, my husband and I just met. Because they fit each other, they hit it off. After only three months of contact, we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate.

He is a very gentle person, very kind to me, and takes care of everything carefully, making me seem unable to take care of myself.

At that time, I was thinking about how much money I had saved in my last life before I could meet him in my life.

On the first night, he whispered in my ear, "You have no life to work, and I will take care of all the work at home from now on."

At that time, I vowed to have children for this man, spread branches and leaves for my husband's family, and be a good wife.

Now that we have been married for 18 years, I have failed to give birth to a son and a half for him, and I am still disabled for life.

Just two days ago, he took me to Huashan and hung a lock engraved with my name on the chain of Huashan. I squatted on his back, listening to him panting: "You have stopped working in this life, so follow me well."

Yes, I have been married for 18 years, never done a housework, never had children, and never made much money for my family. Moreover, self-care is a problem.

But none of this matters. The important thing is that my husband loves me very much.

When I first got married, I just got married Go home early after work, cook and eat together, and then go for a walk by the river.

The afterglow of the sunset tightly surrounds the two of us, with our fingers clasped and our hearts linked, as if there were only two of us in the world. At that time, I was thinking that it would be enough if I could go on like this with my husband.

However, I took back my words first and couldn't continue to walk hand in hand with him by the river.

Married for half a year, the unit sent me on a business trip. On my way back, I was caught in a rainstorm. Because the bus was too fast, it slipped and fell into a ditch when turning, and several people died on the spot, and I was the lucky one.

The deformed seat pressed my leg, and I lost consciousness and thought I was going to die, too. All I can think about is seeing my husband again. He was my only hope of being alive at that time.

My strong desire to survive kept me going for two hours, and finally I waited for the rescuers.

I don't remember what they said in my ear at that time, so I fainted with pain.

When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital. My husband held my hand and fell asleep in bed. I'm glad to see the person I miss most when I'm dying.

But soon, the emptiness of the lower body was like a pair of barbed hands, which pulled me out of happiness. I looked at my lower body painfully, and there was nothing under the white bedding, lifeless.

My leg, it's gone.

I still can't forget the collapse of that moment, and all my thoughts were shattered.

I woke up my husband with a cry of disbelief.

He hugged me tightly and kept telling me "it doesn't matter, there is me", but I broke free from his arms crazily and hit him again and again.

Tears soaked his chest until I was tired of crying. He slowly put me on the bed and held my hand. As always, he said, "I will accompany you all my life."

Before the accident, my husband was the most important person to me, and he made me realize the happiness that a woman should have.

After the accident, my husband was everything to me, and he made me feel the warmth of the world.

I was hospitalized for half a year, and my husband accompanied me for half a year.

Every day after work, he will go to the hospital immediately, chat with me, make me happy in various ways, and sleep with me in the accompanying bed next to him at night.

The escort bed is short and small, and it looks uncomfortable. Every time I lie down, he will look up at me in the next bed and say with a silly smile, "You look like my mother when she was a child."

But I really want to say that you have always been with me, just like a father, patiently accompanying his daughter who is not sensible.

The only people in the world who can tolerate your unreasonable troubles are your parents.

After losing my legs, I was like an unreasonable child. I always lose my temper and find fault for various reasons. Sometimes my parents can't stand my inexplicable anger, but they just sigh sadly considering that I am also excusable.

Only my husband, no matter how I make trouble or lose my temper, will smile and coax me and make me happy like a child.

Moreover, I couldn't take care of myself at that time, and it was very troublesome to turn over, let alone urinate.

My parents will help me solve the convenient problem together, while my husband can do it alone.

Many times I saw him put me down and still struggled. I know, after all, he takes care of me day and night. Since I was admitted to the hospital, he has been eating and sleeping with me in the hospital except going home to change clothes and get things.

Even the people in the next bed think that I am a blessed person and have met such a good husband.

In the last few months, I also figured it out. Just accept your fate. Although I lost my legs, I still have a husband who loves me so much.

Fortunately, he didn't dislike me. I thought this would be my life, but my husband didn't dislike me, and some people disliked me.

My parents-in-law came to see me several times except the month when I had an accident, and then my parents and my husband took care of me.

And my sister-in-law, after being laid off in 1998, has been idle at home, eating and drinking at my mother-in-law's house.

At that time, we only kept a small part of the bride price that my husband and I received when we got married, and gave the rest to my sister-in-law, hoping that she could do something with it.

Although the accident was fully compensated by our company and the company to which the bus belongs, all the compensation was paid by ourselves.

My husband wanted to ask my sister-in-law to get the money back, and promised to pay it back in the future, but he didn't give me a penny, and she didn't come during my hospitalization.

Actually, I can understand that my husband's family has such an attitude. After all, they are all ordinary people. A disability like mine can't be solved with ten thousand dollars.

But a week after leaving the hospital, my mother-in-law went home to deliver food. I saw her sneaking my husband into the kitchen. I followed her in a wheelchair and heard what my mother-in-law said to my husband.

She said, now I'm a cripple, let alone have a baby. Even my daily life is inseparable from people. Keeping me will be a drag on my life. I hope my husband can divorce me.

My husband was about to get up and leave. My mother-in-law raised her voice and continued, "You've only been married for half a year, and you don't have much affection. Just give her some money. She is disabled, but she can't hold you back for life. No one will do anything for you when you are dead. "

I know my mother-in-law told me on purpose.

I also know that. She's right.

At that time, I was thinking: my life should be like this, why drag my husband down again, not to mention now he can take care of me wholeheartedly, but with my body, I haven't had a dutiful son before going to bed for a long time, how long can he last?

After losing my legs and what my mother-in-law said, my grief was more resentment. I admit I was like a psycho.

Since my mother-in-law left that day, I have been quarreling with my husband, throwing things, and my neighbors complained. I also tried to persuade her several times.

Once my husband kindly cooked me a bowl of chicken soup, and I knocked it over and pointed to his nose and shouted.

Hot soup was poured on him without reservation, but my husband's first reaction was to rush over and hug me tightly. I struggled to fight, my wheelchair turned over and I fell into the broken bowl of leftovers.

After a long time, I calmed down and cried and said to my husband, "Let's get a divorce. I don't want to drag you down. "

I still can't forget my husband's firm eyes at that time. He said that when he got married, he promised that he would take care of me for life. Even if I lose my legs, he will carry me for the rest of my life, because I am his wife.

I haven't cried since then. I will cheer up and learn to live without legs.

At that time, I just didn't want to be a burden to my husband. A little more is a little.

My husband is also on my side under the pressure of the whole family. Many times my mother came to see me, crying and laughing, saying that meeting my husband was the greatest blessing in my life.

In this way, my husband and I got into trouble, including my sister-in-law didn't invite me to get married in 2005. I can understand that my parents-in-law are good-looking people, and there is a disabled sister-in-law at the wedding banquet, which is not good-looking.

I spent the next 30 years at my parents' house. My husband accompanied me to dinner with my parents before I dared to go to my mother-in-law's house. To this end, my father deliberately advanced my family's New Year's Eve dinner to the afternoon, making it difficult for my husband.

In fact, I know that my mother-in-law has never given up the idea of letting her husband divorce me. She introduced many objects to her husband privately, but they were all rejected by her husband.

I am satisfied with the thought that he has taken care of me for so many years. I once mentioned that he should go to see the object introduced by his mother-in-law. In case I like it, I am willing to divorce. After listening to this, my husband was very angry.

That was the only time my husband was angry with me. I felt more guilty than moved.

Because of my disability, I lost the opportunity to be a mother, which is one of the reasons why my mother-in-law let us divorce.

But I really don't want my husband to lose the chance to be a father.

Many times I have seen him smiling happily with his neighbor's child in his arms, just like a father, but unfortunately I can't give him a child.

After much consideration, I finally contacted my sister-in-law without telling my husband. I know that she has a friend who wants to introduce her to my husband, but he hasn't seen her. I invited her home and explained our situation.

That woman understands our situation very well and is willing to try fooling around with my husband, but who would have thought that my husband didn't even have time to take off his coat after entering the door, and no matter what his face was, he coaxed her out.

He was not angry with me either, but he didn't talk to me for a whole month.

Until finally he said, "If there are no children, I will raise you as a child."

At that time, I made up my mind that this man, I will follow him all my life.

In 2008, the elder sister of the community brought me a bunch of cross-stitch, saying that these handicrafts could be sold for money. My husband has supported our family for many years. Although my parents helped me, my various kinds of nursing and aftercare are not a small expense.

As soon as I heard that disabled people like me can still make money, I was happy to learn. No matter how much, as long as I can help my family, I have no problem.

From the first small object to the cushion cover and sofa cover, to the landscape painting "Running Horse" and "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", although it took a lot of time, I started to embroider day and night as soon as I got started.

I embroider everything carefully. My elder sister said that my embroidery is very popular. In the back, I can buy thousands of anything big.

My husband also said that I earn more than him now, and he began to consider whether to quit his job and help me at home.

The days are getting better and better, and the mentality is getting better and better. Just like a young couple, we are tired of being together every day, but like an old couple, we ridicule each other and dislike each other.

Later, when things got better, my husband and I sponsored a child in Guizhou. At that time, all walks of life donated money to poor areas. Some people donate money, others donate things.

After discussing with each other, we feel that we are fully capable of raising a child, which just makes up for the regret of not having a child.

The object of our funding was a little boy who dropped out of school at home at that time. Because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, I have never been able to see it with my own eyes. I heard that his parents had an accident at the construction site, leaving only one grandmother at home.

We are determined to let him finish college. We don't want to deprive a child of the right to study because of poverty.

Then send him money on time every month through the love website, and we can receive his reply every month.

He told us in his letter that he would study hard.

It's been eight years since 10, and we enjoy it.

What's more, this year's college entrance examination, the child was admitted to Wuhan University. During the summer vacation, he came to see me specially and brought us a whole basket of local specialties.

When he left, he knocked us on the head three times and called our parents.

18 years, finally heard a "mom", my husband and I looked at each other and cried, thinking that everything we paid was worth it.

He told us to support us for the rest of our lives when he came back from school.

Everyone says that our good causes produce good results.

But I want to say, it's good to have a son.

Before the National Day, my husband asked me where I wanted to play, and I said where I could go in this way.

I used to hear that wishing on the top of Huashan Mountain is clever. My greatest wish in this life is that my husband can be safe and smooth.

I don't want to be rich, I just want to be with you.

In fact, all these wishes have come true, but I still want to have a look, just like walking along the river with my husband many years ago, hoping to walk hand in hand on the top of Huashan Mountain.

My husband immediately bought two train tickets to Xi and promised to take me to climb Huashan. As a result, I was stunned when I reached the foot of Huashan Mountain. There are no more people at all.

I said we could look at the foot of the mountain casually, but my husband said it was a good thing that there were many people, so that we could walk slowly and carry me more easily.

Many pedestrians on the road praised my husband for his good work and even offered to let us go first.

But my husband said with a smile, everyone is the same, we don't have to give up.

I'm lying on my back and I'm not ashamed to meet people, because I have no legs. Instead, I looked up and hoped that everyone could see that I had such a husband.

Sweaty, he laughed at me if I had gained weight recently, and I said I would go back and do more work.

He scolded me impatiently: "I told you, you'll be dead working in your life."

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