Sanmao and Jose: Life after marriage, such as people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge

Bearded with me

Sanmao

Before getting married, bearded man asked me a very strange sentence: "How much do you want a husband who makes?" ”

I said, "If you don't like it, the multi-millionaire will not marry; if you like it, the billionaire will also marry." ”

"Speaking of which, you always want to marry someone rich."

"There are exceptions." I sighed.

"What if you follow me?" He asked naturally.

"Then as long as you have enough money to eat, you can count it."

He pondered for a moment and then asked, "Do you eat too much?" ”

I replied very carefully: "Not much, not much, you can eat less later." "With these few conversations, I became the wife of Jose the Bearded.

Before marriage, we often played baseball in the mud square in front of Jose's house, and often went to the flea market in Madrid, otherwise we would move the long chairs on the street and put them on the vents of the underground car in the winter night to blow hot air, and fight snowball fights on snowy days, so that the spring flowers and autumn moons were sent away one by one.

The average couple's sea vows and light pity and honey love, we were married without going through it, and in retrospect, we didn't even have much regrets.

A few days ago I said to Jose: "Mr. Cai, deputy editor-in-chief of Hua, wants you to make a temporary cameo and write a 'my other half', only this time, not for example." At that time, he did not look up and said, "What other half?" ”

"Your other half is me!" I reminded him.

"I'm a whole piece." He answered me so affirmatively that I looked closely at the speaker.

"Actually, I don't have a partner, I'm complete." I couldn't help but tell myself.

Although we are married, but we do not recognize that there is another half, I am me, he is him, if you really want to take us to split, it has become four pieces, it will not be two pieces, so I want to come and go, only write "beard and me" to hand over the papers, so that the two independent individuals finally have a little relationship.

To write about the bearded man's behavior outside, I really can't write anything special. There are thousands of bearded people in this world, all of whom look similar from a distance, and the number of people called "me" is also uncountable, so what I can write is only a running account of the two at home, and there is nothing new.

In our family, although the husband claims that he does not have bad habits such as male superiority and self-esteem, and his wife also says that she does not participate in the feminist movement, in fact, this is all a lie, and people with brains must have laughed when they listened.

Jose grew up in a traditional patriarchal family, and for so many years, his mother and sisters, consciously or unconsciously, always regarded him as emperor, dressing, making beds, and eating with female slaves willingly serving. For many years, his stupid head had been filled with these ideas; it was already quite hard to wash him again, but unfortunately, I discovered this truth after marriage.

I was not originally a gentle woman, plus I read an article written by Hu Shi many years ago, which repeatedly mentioned "the concept of life beyond the virtuous wife and mother", after I read it, I was deeply affected, and in the future days, I will develop to this "super" word. As a result, after half a day, I still got married, my good mother did not do it, and my virtuous wife Lai could not get rid of it.

Just because these two people are not half and half, so after marriage, the edges and corners of both sides, each other are patiently grinding with sand, hoping that in the near future, they can grind a pattern, if there is a day, when the two are dangling around in a very small home, they will not hurt each other.

In fact, before marriage and after marriage, we have not changed greatly in our lives. Jose often said that this home, unlike home, was like a small dormitory where men and women lived together. Therefore, I also asked him: "Do you prefer to come home and have a female classmate who is like a jade flower waiting for you, or would you rather have a yellow-faced woman like the fierce old woman who beats people with a stick in 'Li Bo's Big Dream'?" ”

Bearded, there is no burden on having a girlfriend before marriage; after marriage, it is as free as it is, whistling, eating and eating, shoulders are not hunched, eyes are shining, and the sad eyes of the tired man, walking slowly, can not be beaten in this person. His wife, after getting married, did not like the new and tired of changing her face to make new clothes, often washed and changed, but also still three pairs of jeans, completely without the style of a housewife.

Occasionally traveling, encountering a conservative and conservative township inn in Spain, the hard work and trouble will come.

"Is there a room?" The bearded man in an old jacket and the wife wearing a hat called Hanako Tweed, the two entered the hotel, always very politely asking the cold face of the counter. "Double room, no." Obviously, a large row of keys was hanging, and they stared at us fiercely, as if our luggage was full of apples and we wanted to open a room and eat forbidden fruits. "We're married, how?"

"ID!" The boss guarding the counter had a sly sneer.

"Take it!"

The man looked over and over again, and reluctantly handed us a key.

We slowly went upstairs, but we didn't expect the lady boss to be uneasy, glared at Mr. And chased out and shouted.

"Wait a minute, you have to look at the household register." It was as if he had stepped on our tails.

"What, you're going too far!" Jose jumped violently.

"Come, come, here, please see." Reluctantly, I held up the small book that had been stored long ago in front of this old stubborn.

"No, no, it turns out you're really married." This dissolved his smile and slowly paced away.

"Strange, we are not married, what does it have to do with her?" You're not her daughter, Nervous! Jose scolded.

I sighed, threw myself wearily on the bed, and at the next stop there was a more or less more of a similar laugh, who called us "not like" anymore. "Hey! What is called 'like', we will install it next time. "I asked him." We were originally husband and wife! What a ghost! ”

"But everyone says it's not." I insisted.

"Go borrow a little kid and hold it."

"It's even less like the borrowed one, it's not like it anyway, it's not like it."

Whoever told us not to be the other half of the man looked like two people who didn't look like them.

One day, I was reading a Spanish-language magazine and happened to see a report that there was a female writer in the United States who wrote a bestseller whose name I could not remember. In short, it is said - "How to make a husband love you forever." ”

The female writer said in the book: "Always give your husband a sense of novelty, before he leaves work, you may as well change your dress every day, play an Arab slave girl today, play a pirate tomorrow, be a winged angel the day after tomorrow; and then become an old witch... In this way, when the gentleman leaves work, he will be full of joy, and he will be excited along the way thinking, my dear baby, I don't know what kind of cute dress today is——"

And he said, "Don't forget to whisper in his ear several times a day, I love you—I love you—you love you——。 ”

In this introductory article, there are also several photos of the successful female writer, wearing a plaid skirt, and kissing her husband passionately. After I read this article, I lost the magazine.

At dinner, I told Jose about the book and said, "This woman is probably not in a normal state, and the people who buy her books, the wives who do it, are also fools." If the gentlemen had such a kaleidoscopic wife, they would probably have fled in fear. Who can stand the angels who came back from work today! Pirates tomorrow! The day after tomorrow I became a witch again! ......”

He looked down at the meal, his eyes looking at the TV, and I asked him again, "What do you say?" ”

He woke up like a dream and casually responded, "Pirate! I prefer pirates! "You're not listening at all!" I dropped the chopsticks and stared at him, he couldn't see at all, and his eyes were on the TV again.

I sighed, I really wanted to pour soup on his face, and even if I said "I love you" all day, in exchange for it, the marriage would not be happier, nor more unhappy.

Sometimes, I also want to catch him, and I scold him for being too much. But there used to be a news in the newspaper that a gentleman, who was so angry with his wife's chatter, took out a needle and thread and sewed his wife's mouth hard. I don't want the beard to sew my mouth too, just sigh.

In fact, between husband and wife, after the honeymoon period, the words they talk about are nothing more than chicken and dog trivia, and it will not be the end of the world if they listen or not; the problem is that the disobedient person is always Mr.

The bearded man was a man of great defiance, and if his wife told him to go east, he must go west; if he was asked to wear red, he must be green. When he made it thin, he would eat it dry; when he made it sweet, he said it was still salty. Doing this at home is one of his great amusements.

At first, I saw through his psychology, what requirements, I used the opposite statement to provoke him, he unconsciously hit the plan, fulfilled my wish. Later, he was a little smarter, saw through my psychology, and from then on, no matter what I said over and over again, his attitude was uncooperative, as stubborn as a fool, and often sneered triumphantly: "Hey! hey! I won! ”

"If one day you're willing to do what I think, I'll buy a prize roll and set off firecrackers!" I stared at him.

I can be sure that if we were to marry again now, the judge asked, "Jose, would you like to marry Sanmao?" His habitual "no" word will definitely slip out. Married men rarely say yes, and most say the opposite, or don't even say anything.

When Jose first got married, she was like a child playing the house wine, very considerate of his wife, his emotions were also very high, and he always helped to do things at home during the holidays. Unfortunately, the good times were not ordinary, and I don't know when it began, and the male self-esteem that he recited like a dogma slowly woke up again.

When eating, if you want to add soup and rice, reach out and hand it to me, as natural as the sun coming out of the east. Walking past a newspaper, he certainly knew to step over and didn't know how to pick it up. Sometimes I was sick for a few days, and I had to get up and tidy up the already chaotic home, and he would also thoughtfully say: "Tell you not to wash your clothes, and then go to wash, how disobedient." ”

I replied to him: "I don't wash my clothes, I don't cook my food, I don't sweep the floor, I really can't go on, so I get up and take care of it." ”

"Can't you ignore it?" You're sick. ”

"Who do I ignore?" I long for this man to clockwork and how cute it is to be a "sweeping robot".

"Whew! No one will pay any attention to it! If you don't tidy up, the house won't collapse! ”

At this time, I really wanted to break his head with a large vase, but the broken vase also had to be swept by me, and the head was not necessarily hit, so it was okay.

What kind of woman, unless she really has a long heart, otherwise, the housework is still entangled, and she is reluctant to leave it alone, which is really a strange thing. This kind of psychology is really undesirable, and it is impossible to compete for a three long and two short.

At the beginning of our union, we only hoped to walk together, and neither side had excessive demands and occupations for each other. I chose Jose not for a sense of security, and not for fear of being single for the rest of my life, because these two things are not too serious for me personally.

Jose wanted me, not a woman who washed and cooked rice, not to mention a flower, the outside laundromat, small restaurant, good quality, girls warblers and swallows, always better than the one at home. These costs will not exceed the cost of organizing a small family.

As I said above, we just want to find a companion and walk this path of life together. Since it is a companion, it should be glued together at all times to live up to its name. Unfortunately, we don't attach great importance to this.

Many times, we roamed each other in our little homes, doing personal things, touching the corners, flashing around, letting go of both sides, and the look was as if we had let a shadow of indifference. How many nights, each holding a book, nibbling until dawn, each laughing at the book, or silently shedding tears, the other party will never ask: "What's wrong with you, crazy?" ”

Sometimes, I want to go out for a walk, say "gone", go out, and come back after a while. Sometimes I woke up in the morning, Jose was gone, and I didn't go guessing, and when I ate, he would come back, and the hungry wolf knew there was something good to eat.

Occasional loneliness, personally, is the most important thing. The whole of my mind was never open to anyone, and Jose could come into the atrium of my heart to look, sit down, and even take a seat; but I had my own corner, which was: "Mine, I alone." Marriage should not change this corner, and there is no need to be completely open to another person, let him run in and make trouble at any time, that is what I do not want.

Many wives said to me, "It is very dangerous for you to ignore your husband like this, and you must hold him firmly in your hands." When they said this, they made terrible gestures and clenched their fists, as if the gentleman had become a good little one and was twisting and struggling inside.

I replied to them, "If you are not free, you would rather die, but I am not afraid that he will seek death." The problem is that the prisoners are probably even less free than the prisoners, so it's not hard for me to be for myself, hey! hey! ”

Freedom is such a precious thing, and the freedom of the heart is what we must firmly grasp; otherwise, love is still not enough.

Sometimes, when Jose had time, he made appointments with neighbors and friends, and several people knocked on the roof to make up for it, crawled out under the car and crawled in, shouting loudly. Painting the house, digging the walls, thinking of himself as a great mason or carpenter, I heard him singing in the fresh air, and I couldn't help but think that maybe he loved his wife, but he also loved his friends. A man's joy with his friends, even after marriage, should not exploit him. Who says a husband can only be happy when he is with his wife?

Unfortunately, gossiping with the neighbors' wives always made me bored and impatient, especially when their east and west families were short, I couldn't drink coffee, and I felt that everything was like mud water.

Bearded is not a romantic person, I took out the book "Language Behavior" several times, and then coldly analyzed his sitting, standing, sleeping, there is no point that I hope he shows the style, completely different from the lover mentioned in the book.

Once I suddenly asked him, "If there is an afterlife, will you still marry me?" He said behind my back, "Never! ”

I was shocked and angry, and I punched him hard, and he was shot in the back, and he was also angry, jumped over and fought with my gripping hand.

You little, I have nothing bad to say!

I originally expected him to answer me with pity: "I hope to be husband and wife in my lifetime", but I couldn't imagine such a ruthless sentence, it was really cold water toppings, people could not control it, I jumped up and kicked him again.

"In the next life, I will have to live a whole new form, and I don't believe in the next life at all." Besides, if you really have the next life, marry a wife of the same style, it is better not to live! ”

I hated it so much that I couldn't get off the stage when he rejected it so face-to-face. "Actually, you're exactly the same as I thought, you just won't say it, right?" He stared at me.

I laughed out loud and covered my face with the sheet, I really knew my wife Morov, I really felt exactly like he thought, but I didn't want to say it.

Since the two will no longer have hair in the next life, they should cherish it even more in this life and this life, and they will all be from other people's families in the future.

Bearded is a man with no principles, he says he is clean, he bathes every day, brushes his teeth, wears clean clothes. But when he went out, he rested his feet on the window, pulled up the curtains with his hands, and rubbed his shoes hard.

There was no bus near where we lived, and occasionally we were washing the car, and when we saw the neighbor's wife going into town and came to talk to us, I would always quietly crouch down and ask Jose: "How's it going, drive her?" At least get it on the road so she doesn't have to walk. ”

At this time, Jose always unceremoniously said to the neighbor directly: "I'm sorry, I don't send it, please walk to the ride!" "Jose, you're going too far." After the man left, I blamed him in shame. "Walking is good for your health, and it's a mouthful, and I hate her, I just don't send it."

If you make up your mind not to send people, it is okay, but in case someone is sick, dead, broken hands, legs fall, and his wife gives birth, he will come to open the door in the middle of the night, and Jose at that time, no matter how comfortable he is in his dreams, will also jump up, send the neighbor to the hospital, and not come back until dawn. Most of the people living in our area are old, weak and sick, and the bungalows are very beautiful, but there are no relatives. Old Nordics come to retire, young wives lead their little children to live alone, and gentlemen tend to work in Africa and never come back.

The chocolate candy in the house, the wine for the sake of the show, most of them are gifts from neighbors to Jose. This strange man, the roar is very frightening, in fact, the heart is very good, he sometimes calls himself a paper tiger.

Go out to buy things together, he also refuses to want, that also refuses to buy, I at first thought he was responsible, and too polite, and then I found out that he would rather be jade than tiled, willing to buy the same expensive and good things, rather than ask for bargains. I wanted to be angry about this, but then I turned this habit to the matter of his wife, but I thought that he had lifted me up, and only then did he pick up my good jade. Picking things is so east and west, marrying his wife probably also spent a lot of thought! I am expensive in the end, this thought, I opened my eyes and smiled.

Between couples, the most feared is to invade each other, we said, no one is the other half of the person, so the line is clear. Sometimes the interest comes, but also cross the line to open the door, quarrel, quarrel after the quarrel is still righteous, heroic nature, do not remember revenge, do not take revenge, after the count, see you next time. Usually also called brothers and brothers, absolutely will not make trouble to the police to go to the bad looks, in our family, the "police" is the in-laws, I am most afraid of these two people. In front of them, they are absolutely at peace with themselves, sitting and standing, and not showing their tails.

I wrote the previous flow accounts, and then think back to the married life of these few years, I want to classify myself, put us into some marriage models to compare, and which one is more similar. Put it around and feel ashamed, good, traditional, we are not the same; bad, mean, not so bad. If the term "open marriage" can be used in our lives, then I am very satisfied, and there is no better definition to pursue.

The things between husband and wife, sweet and sour, bitter and spicy, are confused, and it is also like people drinking water, cold and warm self-knowledge. This little world is also a full life, and I will not tell you whether it is as simple as you see on the surface in this unfathomable lake. I don't think you will tell me what is hidden in your lake, and the joys and sorrows of each person, or each person's responsibility!