19.
On New Year's Eve 2010, I went home with my husband.
Tang's parents changed their indifference and became very enthusiastic. They cooked a lot of dishes. I was all in front of me with my favorite food. Later, my husband told me that a few days in advance, the old couple began to inquire about my favorite dishes.
I was saddened for a while. I grew up in a very traditional rural family. My mother died very early. I can't remember my mother. My father was old and had a son. I worked hard to get into R University, and I still remember the joy on my father's face at that time, he said, you have to go out of the countryside.
I walked out of the city from the countryside and returned to the countryside from the city overnight. My father never said anything. In fact, in the eyes of the older generation, both men are appalling. My father likes to smoke dry tobacco. I remember that I came back from school. At that time, the dry smoke at home was reduced by half, and my father coughed all night long. I could hear my father's sighs and sighs in the next room. How many times he tried to speak but finally swallowed it.
He wants me to be good, but he thinks that two men are not a thing.
Dumplings were placed in front of me, and the empty bowl on the side was filled with various vegetables. Tears flowed while I ate, I thought, I have a home again.
The husband wiped my tears, put a dumpling in my mouth, and said, "Don't cry, eat some dumplings."
I made a "hmm" and bit the dumpling in my mouth. I bit into a hard object, and I spit it out. It was a coin.
Mother Tang was delighted and said that Xiaoqing had a "blessing"! ! ! This year is sure to go well!
On New Year's Eve 2010, I had my parents and a home.
20.
In the late summer of 2013, my husband and I have been in love for seven years, and we have survived the seven-year itch.
Mr.'s company is on the right track, we make a lot of money and donate some regularly to the welfare home every month. Father Tang’s money has been paid off, and we will occasionally send money to our parents. San Fat got a big fat boy, and he posts all kinds of pictures on WeChat every day, which makes people envious. Everything seems to be going well.
We lived with our parents, and the whole building knew that the son-in-law of the Tang family was a man. There were always old aunts in the building who were gossiping behind their backs. Mother Tang always retorted when she heard it. My two sons gave We made a lot of money, we are not in a hurry, your son and daughter-in-law still live frugally all day long, right
The broken-mouthed aunt closed her mouth. Later, the rumors in the building became that the Tang family had two sons, and they had nothing to do with the old couple, and were idle at home all day.
My husband and I discussed going to the orphanage to adopt a child, but we couldn't put it on the agenda because of various trivial matters.
My major is not related to my husband's company. I work in another company myself. At the end of the summer, I have to go on a business trip for a month. My husband has never been separated from me for so long. Before leaving, he held my hand and said, " Are you really going to leave me?"
I just laughed and kissed the husband, "It's only a month, what about it?"
The husband hugged me, I looked at him with tears in his eyes, I stopped immediately: "Don't, don't cry, I really can't stand you."
The gentleman hummed, "I really miss you."
I put down my luggage, left a hickey on Mr.'s neck, and said, "Don't be kidnapped when I leave?"
The husband pinched my face, "With you at home, where would I be kidnapped by others?"
Strange to say, I'm not good-looking, I'm very ordinary, I'm lazy, I like to lose my temper, and I like to be jealous. I don't know why my husband likes me for such a bad guy.
I have loved it for so many years.
twenty one.
In the late summer of 2016, my husband and I survived the pain of ten years.
It has been more than ten years since we met and fell in love. We fought occasionally, but usually my heart softened when my husband cried.
Who can understand, I have a Mr. Cry
I cried when we broke up, cried together, cried together, cried when we quarreled, and cried when he hurt me at night. I was helpless. Before I cried, my husband cried.
I can't let go of his beautiful eyes as soon as I cry.
On the anniversary of my relationship, my husband invited me to dinner. I tidied up and thought I was going to a big restaurant, but my husband took me to the food stall when I was in college.
The food stall has now become a store. When there is a lot of traffic at night, the store is full. Mr. booked a seat in advance, and there were already many people when we went. Mr. ordered me a lot of light roasted vegetarian dishes.
I ate it with relish, and said it was still the same old taste. The husband said that it was good to eat.
My husband drank alcohol, I originally wanted to persuade him, but thinking that today is the anniversary, it's okay for him to be self-willed. The husband poured himself a lot of wine, and he would face when drinking, his face was red, and his eyes were bright. look at me.
Suddenly I wanted to kiss.
Mr. did not give me the opportunity, in other words, did not give me the opportunity to take the initiative.
Because when I was about to move, the shop owner sent a bouquet of roses, saying that it was from your husband.
I was stunned for a while, and looked at the husband, who stood up, took the bouquet from the shop owner, and knelt down on one knee.
All the customers in the store looked at us.
The husband took out a ring from his pocket and said to me in a conventional manner, "Qingqing, will you marry me?"
I heard voices around me that were abusive, mocking, and supportive.
The girls sitting in the front row booed a lot, "Marry him, marry him, marry love." Then they rolled their eyes at the boys who said they were disgusting.
I blushed, lowered my head and stretched out my hand, and said, "Don't put it on yet."
The gentleman gave me a "hey" and put the ring on me.
We were kissing in public, and I could hear the support around me being louder than abusive.
Mr. took my hand in the world and announced to the world that Mr. Ran belongs to Mr. Tang.
We held hands and loved each other in the streets that no one knew, the moonlight accompany us, and the crystal puddles reflected our shadows. At that moment, Mr. Tang said that he will always be mine.
My husband and I have been in love until the end of the summer of 2016. At that time, the maple forest was late and the rain stopped. My husband was thirty years old and I was twenty-nine years old. We have been in love with each other for ten years at the toughest age.
twenty two.
At the end of the winter of 2019, the wind was biting, I got up wrapped in a quilt and took my temperature. Everything was normal. I called my husband and told him that my temperature was normal.
The husband gave a "um" on the phone and told me that he was on his way to X City and was about to get off the bus.
Half a month ago, I came to X city on a business trip. A week ago, an unexplained infectious disease was reported in X city. I was worried that I would be infected and would not go home, so I have been quarantined in X city.
After I made a phone call with my husband, my husband came to X City arguing, and I persuaded him: "I'll go back in a while, will you stay at home first? It's too dangerous here."
The husband was reluctant, and said on the phone: "The ticket has been booked."
I scolded him angrily: "Are you here to die? Do you want to come? I'll go back after a while?"
I heard my husband cry again. For the first time, I did not soften my heart. I said, "If you come, I will ignore you again." I hung up the phone without hearing his answer.
A few minutes later, I heard a voice from my husband, he sobbed, "Little guy, I miss you."
I immediately blushed.
I tacitly assumed that Mr. came to X City. After meeting, I discussed with Mr. to volunteer together.
Mr. bought a large number of masks and distributed them to those in need. We publicize the importance of wearing masks at the gates of various communities and conduct traffic statistics. We unexpectedly met the child who couldn't speak during the Wenchuan earthquake in 2008.
The child has grown into a big boy now, and he has also come to volunteer. He can't speak, so he does statistical signing and cooperates very well with the volunteers.
My husband and I walked around several neighborhoods and advertised for dozens of days.
In the second week of the promotion, we met a stubborn old man. The old man is alone and widowed. It is said that he has no children, and no one buys a mask for him. He wanders around the community all day long. , we can only investigate and monitor the places where the old man wandered, and there were residents who walked by and reported the situation in time.
The old man is too stubborn. After getting to know him from the residents, we know that the old man's wife was admitted to the hospital a few days ago and was not rescued. The old man was not in the mood for a while, so he went to the place where his wife liked to go before his death, thinking about his wife.
I advised the old man: "Master, your wife definitely doesn't want you to be like this. This pneumonia is not a joke. If you are infected, it will be a matter of the whole community. Think about it, if your wife is here, would she be so willing? "
The husband also echoed: "Yes, old man, you have to go for a nucleic acid test, you must live well, and your wife must hope you live well."
The old man put on a mask after we persuaded him for several days and agreed to do a nucleic acid test. At the same time, my husband fell ill and I started to cough.
My husband and I did the test as soon as possible, and it would take a long time for the results to be obtained. My husband and I were self-isolated.
In the evening, I made my husband's favorite noodles, and he hugged me and said, "I don't know if this is the last meal?"
I punched him and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
The husband buried his head in my neck, he cried again, and the husband said, "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you."
I tilted my neck and leaned towards him, and said, "Don't say that, it's me who has troubled you."
The gentleman shook his head and said, "Qingqing, I owe you a wedding."
I kissed his forehead and said, "If I get over it, I'll really marry you."
After the results came out, my husband and I were both diagnosed with an infectious disease, and we were admitted to the hospital at the same time.
My husband and I lived in the same ward. The husband said that he was weak and his head was dizzy, and he told me not to touch him. I sat on the bedside sadly and looked at him.
My husband started to like to sleep very much. When I woke up, he always fell asleep. I started to blame myself. I really underestimated the epidemic. I should not let my husband come by default.
The source of the disease is not yet known, and the hospital can only temporarily suppress the condition. My husband is in poor health, and I feel that he can't hold it anymore.
The doctor brought me a phone and told me to contact my family. I called Tang's parents, and I cried to them that I was sorry for them.
Mother Tang told me not to cry, comforted us, and said it would get better. I quietly held my husband's hand and said to the sleeping husband, I will marry you when you wake up.
The husband woke up the next morning, I stayed up all night, my eyes were red, I was very pleasantly surprised to see him wake up, I said to him, let's have the wedding now.
The nurses came to be friends and relatives. My husband and I were holding hands in the huge ward. The patient beside me tapped on the basin and sang "dang dang dang dang..." like a real wedding.
Mr.'s eyes became dim, I could no longer see the stars inside, it was pitch black, only my figure.
I coughed and asked if Mr. Tang would like to marry Mr. Ran for eternity and eternity!
Mr.'s eyes were red, he burst into tears again, and he said, "I will."
We kissed through the mask, and the husband told me with his life that he would.
The hot and humid tears of Mr. rolled down my face. I hugged him and said, "We will be together in the next life."
The gentleman nodded and said, "Sure, little one."
Mr. passed out completely, and I couldn't wait for him to wake up.
I did not receive any more treatment. I thought that the medicines should be reserved for more useful people. My heart is happy, Mr. Xinyue, I just want to return with him.
Across the aisle, I was lying on the bed, the husband died, I held the husband's hand, interlocking my fingers, I kissed his finger lightly, the finger with the ring, and I said to the husband, "See you in the next life. !"
Mr. Tang and Mr. Ran will be together forever.
twenty three.
My husband and I were buried together in the late spring of 2020. At that time, the cherry blossoms were blowing and the warm air was blowing. My husband was thirty-four years old and I was thirty-three years old. We died at the age when we loved each other the most.
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