Lantern Festival is a family reunion, but I left home with my children. What the hell happened?

On the Lantern Festival, I left home with two children. I took an umbrella and a low-powered mobile phone from the cupboard by the door, that's all.

I went downstairs aimlessly, it was raining outside, and I finally put my two little heads under the umbrella.

I want to take shelter from the rain, but I don't want to go back to the battlefield filled with smoke. I want to rush into the rain, but I'm afraid my two children will suffer. After all, I don't know where I'm going or where I'm going to sleep.

My eyes are a little blurred. I don't know if I was wet by rain and fog or if I thought of the lost road ahead. There are two heads who are dead set on taking charge of me and treating me that day.

The power is running out, and soon I won't be able to take a taxi, go shopping or stay in a hotel. On a dimly lit night, a weak woman with two children. If you are really in danger, you can't use your mobile phone to ask for help.

I flinched at the idea.

But it is useless to regret, and there is no need to blame yourself, because some things come like a storm and you are caught off guard.

Storms like this are often staged in our family. Today, compared with the past, this scene is so fresh and familiar.

What is new is that it happened at the dinner table of the Lantern Festival, and the day of family reunion should not be like this. Familiarity: It used to be the same recipe and taste every time ... intoxicating, wrong and heartbreaking.

The taxi hasn't arrived yet, so the doorman asked us to go in for shelter from the rain.

Hearing the word "shelter from the rain", my nose turned sour and tears swirled in my eyes. This word seems to be used to describe people who are drifting away, or who have left their homes or are on their way home. Wherever they go, they are far away and lonely. And this is the Lantern Festival, which is the gate of my home, but I just came out from home and took my children to shelter from the rain.

Very sad, isn't it?

What happened just now that made our mother so embarrassed and miserable?

For the safety of my children, I choose to go to the nearest shopping mall, where the lights are brightly lit, and I feel more at ease.

But as soon as we got to the gate of the mall, we were stopped. The security guard said: wear a mask!

Yes, in a hurry, I even forgot the mask necessary to go out.

The younger one said, Uncle, don't you have to wear a mask here?

The security guard said, son, wear a mask to protect yourself.

I said: Uncle Security is right, then three.

There are no fewer than 400 masks at home 500 meters away, but I have no choice but to buy three masks with poor quality here. How ironic!

I feel a little guilty. What was the impulse just now? If you can bear it any longer, you can at least "enjoy" a reunion dinner. As for living on the street? But I decided to make peace with myself, and I was not allowed to lose my temper when others said something unpleasant?

When I entered the mall, the two children had a good time, but I looked at them with a dignified face as soon as I came in. There are many people in the shopping mall, and children love to run around. In case people disappear in the blink of an eye, it is no joke.

Secondly, I just tried to escape from that trouble point, but now I finally overcome it and think about what just happened.

Because it was the Lantern Festival, my mother-in-law cooked several dishes, and I didn't even look at what was on the table. Suddenly my mother-in-law came out and asked loudly, why does this fish head face south? Who put it there? Where did you put it?

Before I could speak, I heard my husband's voice of dissatisfaction with her mother-in-law, which means that she has many things to do and the orientation of a fish is also exquisite!

Mother-in-law said a few words to him at that time and turned back to the kitchen.

I'm very unhappy: my mother-in-law doesn't change her old habits, so she bought a set from her hometown in my home. Did she ask me how I felt?

But I am relieved to think that my husband doesn't support her.

Unexpectedly, the plot reversed at dinner. My husband first refused to let me sit where I usually sit, and asked him why. There was no response, and "I am very upset" was written on my face. I was afraid of provoking him, an irritable man, and decided to keep silent, but my heart was rolling.

How about sitting in the seat? There are no guests and no outsiders to eat here. You can sit at ordinary times. Why not today? Is it the custom of their hometown again? But I can't wait for his explanation.

My mind is full of question marks. The feeling of relief has just come up again, and there is an ominous feeling that something unexpected is coming.

After sitting down according to the position he pointed to, the child said that he wanted to eat fish eyes. I turned the fish head to my side so that I could get it.

No sooner had I given my child fisheye than my husband ordered me to turn the fish back!

I realized that I had turned the fish head south. I wonder, just now he objected to what his mother said, and now he wants me to do what his mother said. Should he obey what he disagrees with? Because it's his mother? Besides, you forced me to obey?

This is already anger! Just waiting for an explanation. I asked: Why?

He didn't explain, just fell down angrily and said, do you want to eat? Eat or get out!

I am completely angry: if you don't eat, you won't eat! Put a fish back to the southeast and northwest! Your mother is the only one who has a lot to do!

As soon as my mother-in-law heard this, she ran out and began to scold me, saying how difficult I was to serve. She cooked for a long time, then threw away her chopsticks and left. Said she didn't just say one thing. She didn't even ask what happened just now.

Then her grievances are like a surging river, endless. The more you talk, the more energetic you are! Of course, all I'm talking about is how much I've paid, how ungrateful I am, and how difficult I am to serve. I want to hide in the room, but my ears can't stand it, and I'm afraid the child will be polluted, so I have the opening scene.

At first, my husband said that his mother had a lot of things to do, so he came and closed my door, hoping that I wouldn't go out and make trouble, or it would be a mess.

But I couldn't listen to his mother's accusations against me, and I didn't want to be as knowledgeable as such a bitch, so I took the children away.

At the moment of closing the door, the world was quiet, but I can imagine the footsteps of their quarrel, because it has been repeated countless times, as always.

First he quarreled with his mother, and then his mother saw that she couldn't say it, so she went over and said a few words: I raised you, and I am your mother. How can you not unite with me?

Then he cried twice and hanged himself three times. Then his son felt sorry for his mother and thought, My mother only cares about me, and only my mother is really good to me. It's all heart and lung. How can I help my wife? Who is the wife? I have to be on my mother's side anyway.

Finally, the mother and son shook hands and made peace, and the channel switched to the happy interrogation conference mode, with one singing and one making peace. The content is always the same, either a rumor or a story, a misunderstanding or an over-interpretation. Of course, the goal is the same person-me. ...

After wandering outside for hours, the children ate while playing. I want them to have a rest.

But where to go?

Go home. According to experience, they must still be "hot chatting". If they go back at this time, wouldn't it be in vain? Besides, I haven't heard from home for hours. Their mother and son only care about whether they are happy to vent, and don't consider whether their two children are safe outside.

To the hotel. Worried about unsanitary, I didn't bring anything to wash and change.

Finally, I made up my mind: go home! That's my own house, my own home. Who can stop it?

You can clearly hear the situation inside at home, and it seems that you have entered the trial meeting mode at present.

I wanted to laugh at that time and admired myself indirectly. What kind of person am I? Can you live up to the criticism of your mother-in-law and husband for one night?

I live a simple life, my habits are almost boring, I don't talk much, I am either busy with my work or around my children every day, I have no bad hobbies, and I like to think more about others when I do things.

I'm relieved.

Because in some people's eyes, something as big as sesame and mung bean can be smashed today and smashed tomorrow, and cold rice can be repeatedly fried. My movements and eyes can be interpreted by her as A Dream of Red Mansions.

I think: she is free.

I'm not that free anyway. I am indispensable to everything at home except that I can't cook often. My life value should not be limited to her scolding me, so I will quarrel with her.

Therefore, we are not in a horizontal line at all, and we must try to reduce the intersection in the future. Otherwise, we will have too many lovers and break up in discord, which will make our families restless.

At the moment I opened the door, I was absent-minded and their conversation came to an abrupt end. I feel that I am instantly enveloped by the aura of the female host. I have always disdained to quarrel with you. I have to stay away from you as a negative energy body for my children, not be afraid of you.

Mother-in-law is guilty after all, because she dares to confront me face to face. In other words, she lied behind her back and tried to deny me in front of her son. As for her purpose, I think everyone knows.

I sigh that I didn't see what men did in this dispute that should have been mediated by men. He is not a fireman, but a role of adding fuel to the fire.

And in my own home, as the hostess, I often can't be the protagonist, but my mother-in-law often becomes a barometer of this family.

Then, it's up to you. It's sunny when you figure it out. As they say, no one can hurt you except yourself.

Originally, the relationship between husband and wife should be the core of the family, but a mother-in-law is making waves. Since this family's boat capsized, we can only plug in a pair of invisible wings and let the boat fly!