You re gone, who s going to cook the food? AA has lived for 27 years, and his wife retired to live

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-02-05

"You're gone, who's going to cook the food? "AA has lived for 27 years, and his wife retired to live and enjoy life

My surname is Chu, I have entered the stage of 55 years old, and I just ushered in my retirement in January. Finally freed from the shackles of work, no longer bound by his wife's side.

My wife and I were introduced to each other by the master in the unit when we were working. In order to fight for the last wave of welfare housing, we quickly received our marriage certificate within only three months of dating.

My wife was a year older than me and a graduate of a prestigious university, so she was the ideal marriage partner for many girls at that time. At that time, I thought that marrying a man with a diploma would be good for future children, someone would help them with their studies, and they would have good genes and it would be easier to raise them.

But the reality is far from what I thought. When I got married at the age of 26 and gave birth to a son at the age of 28, my wife suggested that we should each bear half of the expenses for the rest of our lives, regardless of my physical condition.

I didn't understand it at the time, this is the so-called "AA system" life. I remember when I was going to work, my mother-in-law who promised me to take the baby would ask me for the baby, and I asked her to ask my wife for it, but it turned out to be like this.

When I was young, I was strong and strong, and looking back, I was just being calculated by a selfish person.

After having a son, in order to pay for my mother-in-law's baby, we lived the life of "a roommate under the roof".

Yang Jiang once said a very sober sentence:

The greatest sorrow of a woman is that she has never understood for the rest of her life that this world is you alone all her life. Living together under the same roof and cooperating in raising children is only a superficial phenomenon. ”

I once longed to marry a literate man, believing that he could raise children better with his own wisdom.

However, when my wife and I had a son, I realized that giving birth to a child is a woman's errand, and the man is only responsible for a few minutes of passion, and the woman bears the rest.

We only had four months of maternity leave, and my mother-in-law came to help with the baby, and she agreed beforehand. However, my mother-in-law actually asked me to take the baby, although it was not much, more than 100 yuan, but it was already a large part of my half-monthly salary.

I suggested that the mother-in-law go to her son to ask for the baby, after all, this child is their grandson, and the mother-in-law should ask her son for money, after all, most grandchildren are brought up by grandmothers.

However, I overestimated my wife's personality, and he actually handed me a piece of paper with the words "living expenses sharing", and after seeing this paper, I was originally strong, so I could only grit my teeth and agree. From that moment on, my heart gradually cooled.

In order to ensure that the children can enjoy a peaceful sleeping environment at night, I push my wife to the hut to sleep. Since then, we have started to live in separate rooms and beds, and we have lived a roommate-style marriage.

Unexpectedly, after 27 years, our marriage was reduced to the "AA system". When my sons got married, they each gave half of each of them, and this lifestyle made me feel miserable and anxious. At first, I didn't dare to tell my parents, siblings, or friends about my marriage. I can only silently endure the hardships of the years and bury the bitterness of life deep in my heart.

My wife is always smiling and laughing when she is outside. But when he got home, he was silent, cold to me, and indifferent to his son. This kind of marriage made me feel bored, and I began to lose myself in the relationship. To be honest, we lost our conjugal life after the age of forty, and I don't even know who gave it up first.

Last year, my son got married, and my wife once again showed his ability as a top science and engineering student, and gave me a detailed list of expenses, including the down payment for the wedding house, wedding expenses, and bride price, each of which was meticulously listed. Although I have been used to it for more than 20 years, I will give as much as my wife wants, but I have begun to think about my future in my heart, and I am determined not to be in this relationship again**. Even if I can't get a divorce, I'm going to keep myself out of this suffocating marriage and not let myself be overwhelmed.

My wife gave me an extra 500 yuan a month, which she thought was the cost of cooking and housework. As a result, he felt that eating the food I cooked and wearing the clothes I washed was not in vain to take advantage of me, the "house cook".

After I retired, I started planning for my future. I decided to get out of the house and pursue the life I wanted, no longer bound by my wife. Since I have been working for 37 years and have a relatively high retirement salary, I have enough money to support myself even if I no longer have a side hustle.

I officially retired in January last year, and I got my retirement salary in March, which was unexpectedly higher than expected. Coupled with the interest on my deposits and side income, I have enough funds to live alone leisurely.

One day, while I was packing my belongings, my wife invited me out to dinner, saying that she was going to celebrate my retirement. He said that in the future, he would make good meals for me every day.

I know that when I used to go to work, I always cooked perfunctory in order to do my own thing. Except for my son coming home, I will cook with my heart, and the rest of the time I make do.

My wife opened my door and was surprised to see me packing my luggage. He asked me what I was doing, and I told him I was packing my bags and going out for a walk tomorrow.

He was silent for a long time, and finally asked, "Go to **?" How long to go? ”

I replied, "I don't know, it all depends on my mood." Maybe a week, maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe forever. ”

My wife said helplessly: "You are gone, who will cook for me?" ”

I replied coldly, "That's your own business, not mine." Moreover, you haven't paid me living expenses this month, let alone my cooking expenses. Let's go our separate ways, I've had enough of all these years. ”

With that, I closed the door, leaving him alone in the living room in silence. The celebratory meal he had a treat to and we paid the bill didn't make it.

Early the next morning, I called an online taxi and went to the high-speed rail station. There is no nostalgia, no reluctance, only a kind of pleasure, a mood of release. Coming out of the house, I felt joy and happiness.

Now, I've been out and about for months. My wife said, give me a year, and if I don't come back, we'll get divorced.

I didn't think about divorce, but his words made me think about it seriously. Do you continue to pursue the life you want, or do you want to return to that "cage" in time after almost a year of playing?

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