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For the sake of love, despite the obstruction of parents, he is so poor that he can only eat bean sprouts, but he is the happiest

"Xiaoyu, you will always be my 'darling'! Life is ever-changing, as long as we have no distracting thoughts, no matter how strong the wind or rain is, it cannot stop the pure love between us. Let us create a harmonious world. A happy world for my children to grow up healthily! I will always love you, my husband. ”

“My dear, 11 years have passed by so fast. When I was frustrated, you came to me and your beauty, gentleness, encouragement and hard work made me happy. I survived. Maybe someone did something good for me in my previous life. Valentine's Day is coming, and I want to make a wish: Wife, let us grow old together and enjoy a beautiful romantic life! ”

"I believe that the strongest bond in marriage is not children or money, but spiritual growth. I will have no regrets in my life by marrying you! It's worth it!"

< p> These are all text messages sent to Xiaoyu by her husband Dawei. Xiaoyu has never been willing to delete it. Every time she sees it, she will feel strong love flowing in her heart.

"Happiness, in fact, is very simple, it is growing old slowly with the people you love." Speaking of Dawei, Xiaoyu's face blossomed into a smile.

racking your brains for love

Dawei and I are both first loves. I was 17 years old at the time and he was 20 years old. We went to college in the same school in Xuzhou. He was one level above me and we sometimes took public education classes together. Every time during class, he would sit in the row behind me and pay attention to me quietly. He often goes to our dormitory, borrowing some things today and some things tomorrow, looking for opportunities to talk to me.

At that time, I often hung my travel shoes on the window sill of the dormitory on the second floor. Our window faces the playground. Dawei has a good figure and likes to play basketball. After playing ball, they would always knock my shoes off with small stones, then pretend to have picked them up and return them to me. At that time, I was still wondering: "Why do he always pick up my old shoes?" It wasn't until we fell in love that he told me: "I have racked my brains to get to know you!"

You know, college students nowadays fall in love a lot, but they never think about what will happen in the future. After graduation, we were the only two people who actually got married.

Out of love, I ran away from home

After graduation, I took Dawei back to my home in Suzhou and went to see my sister first. My sister objected on the spot: "His home is so far away. I heard that Northern Jiangsu is very poor. You don't know the background of his family. You will be angry in the future, but no one will care!"

My sister said I told my parents about this, and the whole family was unanimously opposed to it. My dad said, "If you want to fall in love with him, I won't have a daughter like you!" My family locked me up and stopped me from answering the phone. Dawei called, and when he heard it was my voice, he dared to say a few words in a hurry. I advised him to give up, but he kept waiting for me and encouraged me not to give up. Soon, he went to Kunshan to find a job.

Because I was locked up by my parents, I couldn't meet Dawei, and I couldn't understand his current situation. Three months later, Dawei suddenly called from his hometown and said he had acute appendicitis. That day, my parents and sister went to a relative's house for a wedding banquet, and I took the opportunity to run out and prepare to go back to Xuzhou to visit Dawei.

Man Wenjun's "Understanding You" by Man Wenjun was playing in the taxi. It suddenly occurred to me that when he found out that I was gone, my dad would definitely blame my mom for not taking good care of me and let her suffer with me... The more I thought about it, the sadder it became, and I couldn’t stop crying. The driver advised me: "Don't do anything stupid at Xiaonier's house! It's better to go home!"

I carried my luggage and returned home.

But all I could think about was Dawei who was tortured by illness. I couldn’t let him go, so I ran away from home again, left a letter for my parents, ran to Xuzhou, and then to Dawei’s Feng County. Home.

As soon as I got off the car, I received a call from my father. Dad was very angry and yelled on the phone: "I don't have a daughter like you anymore! You should never come back!"

Let's fight for life together

Continue When I got the call from Xuzhou, Dawei was overjoyed. After he recovered from his illness, Dawei and I rented a house near the university where we went to school and bought pots, bowls and other daily necessities. My 800 yuan was almost spent, and Dawei only earned a few hundred yuan a month from working in a hotel. I used to have no worries about food and clothing, but now I realize how difficult it is to live independently.

I told Dawei that I also had to find a job. Dawei initially disagreed, but when he saw my insistence, he said apologetically that he would make me happy in the future. Because I studied in Xuzhou for four years, I often went to Chaoyang Market to buy things with my classmates, so my first goal was to visit the clothing market there. I went to the store and asked people if they wanted to be a waiter, and lied that I had worked there for two years. An aunt in her 50s received me, asked me some questions, and agreed to give me an afternoon try. When I got off work, my aunt said: "You must have never done this before, but you are quite smart. Let's train you. The monthly salary is 500 yuan." I said excitedly, "Thank you, aunt!" and then called Dawei.

In order to save money on tickets, I bought a second-hand bicycle and rushed from the South District to the North District every day. I got up at 5:30 in the morning, cooked a meal, and then went to work. During those days, we rarely saw each other.

He was still sleeping when I left in the morning; when I came home at night, he went to work again; when he got off work at around 11 o'clock at night, I fell asleep again... We can only see each other once or twice a month, and we can only keep in touch by leaving notes. . There were no mobile phones at that time, and a BP machine cost more than 1,000 yuan, which was unaffordable.

Although days like this are hard, they are also peaceful, and there is a faint warmth between Dawei and me.

After staying there for a few months, one day my sister called and said, "You should break up with him. Our dad will find you a job in Suzhou." His family also urged him to go home. He is an only son and his family background is not bad, but his parents are worried that he will be wronged outside.

After careful consideration, I left a note: "Let's break up. Let's go home and have a good time. We can still be friends." Dawei didn't want to, so I said: " Look at the hard life we ??live! Maybe if you let me go, I'll be happy!" He reluctantly agreed.

We all quit our jobs and I bought daily necessities. I'll send him off first, my ticket is for the next day. After sending Dawei away, he was alone in the empty room, and suddenly his heart was hanging. In a daze, around one or two in the morning, someone suddenly knocked on the door: "Open the door!" I was shocked, and it was Dawei's voice! Opening the door, we felt like we had been apart for ten years, hugging each other and crying. He said: "If I leave, I will regret it for the rest of my life! No matter how hard it is, we will still be together, and no one is allowed to leave! Your parents are afraid that I will treat you badly, but I want to give you happiness, let them see! ”

I was really poor at that time, but so happy

We started struggling again. I still went to the market to sell clothes, and Dawei changed his job to a decoration company. In the first month, he paid his salary and ran all the way home: "Honey, I made money, 3,000 yuan! We can buy whatever you want to eat!" I thought for a long time: "Buy a bowl to make dough?" I was eating a bowl Rolling out dough is a luxury. Usually we only eat bean sprouts, which costs 50 cents per bag. Dawei spent another 800 yuan to buy me a ring. He was only willing to give me flowers.

Once I caught a bad cold and had no money. I didn’t dare to go to a big hospital. In the end, I only had 5.5 yuan left. Dawei spent 0.4 yuan to call a friend and wanted to borrow money, but the other party was not in Xuzhou. He bought two big bags of instant noodles for 5 yuan and left them with me. The next day, the doctor at the clinic asked me to infuse anti-inflammatory fluids as soon as possible. There was no "compulsory blood donation" requirement at that time, so Dawei went to the blood station and sold 200 ml of blood, and got 150 yuan back to treat me. I didn't know it at the time, but his friend told me: "What you lost was not ordinary liquid, but Dawei's blood!"

On my birthday in 1999, I only had money to buy two bowls of ramen. Neither of us was willing to eat the meat, so we had to let it go. Later, I hid the meat under his face while he was bringing me chili peppers. On the way home, Dawei said: "You are so petty, you put the meat under my face! There are many people in the restaurant, it would be embarrassing for us to give in. But you are so thin, you have to eat more in the future!" < /p>

I was so poor at that time, but so happy. In the evening, we walked hand in hand on the street, looking at the windows, and I said: "Husband, when can we have a window of our own?" Dawei squeezed my hand and promised: "There will be bread. , everything will be possible! ”

Dawei is a hard-working and honest man who fulfills his promises through hard work. Now, we have bought two houses.

He regards me as a treasure in his hand

After several years of hard work, we have some savings and really want to have our own business. In 2000, we decided to rent a storefront and start a clothing business, but Dawei's face turned red whenever he spoke. He was satisfied with earning 10 yuan for a piece of clothing. How could this work? At night, the two of us sat on the bed and practiced "business". I "bought clothes" and he "sold clothes". We rehearsed all possible situations we might encounter. Within a month, he started training. Now my business depends entirely on him.

Although the economic conditions have improved, he has not changed. He still regards me as a "treasure in the palm of his hand." In 2003, his eldest daughter was born, and Dawei was very satisfied. Later, I got pregnant and wanted to give him another son (the policy of his hometown also allowed it), but unexpectedly it was a daughter. I was discouraged, but Dawei said: "This is a gift from God, I will love you very much!"

He doted on me like a child. He often gets up at night and tucks me in, and he does all the laundry and cooking. I bought a fully automatic washing machine, which he also operates. He rarely socialized and occasionally went to the dinner table, but he kept calling and sending me text messages to avoid me thinking too much. I comforted him: "It's not necessary! You are so tired." But he said: "What's so good about wine? I might as well drink it with you!" We made money in business, but he didn't care at all. I took the passbook. It's also my name on the house book.

We have been together for more than ten years, and we still have endless things to talk about every day. He would tell me about the business in the store, and I would help him with suggestions; I would tell him about things at home, and he would make comments. Without paying attention, it was past 11 o'clock in the evening.

What Dawei has always been most guilty of is not having a decent wedding. I told him: "I don't care about the form. My greatest hope is to grow old with you." Some time ago, wasn't the TV series "Golden Wedding" broadcast? Dawei promised me that when our golden wedding comes, he will organize a grand golden wedding ceremony for me. I believe that he can do it, and we can do it!

“I was so poor then, but so happy.

"Yes, true happiness has nothing to do with being rich or poor.