I'm just going to bring my mom! "I roared hoarsely"She's an old lady and she's alone in that place, don't you have any points in your heart? "
My husband's face sank like the bottom of a pot, and he replied to me word by word:"This house is already crowded enough, how can one more person live? Why are you so ignorant? "
I was so angry that I stomped my foot"Not sensible? I take care of my mom called ignorant? What about you? I know my father and mother all day long, your mother is damned, my mother should be sunbathing? "
Not to be outdone, he is harder than the other:"Whatever you say is what you say! Anyway, I don't agree, what do you like! "
This conversation is like setting off fireworks, and it is one click, and it becomes more and more intense. We were bickering at home, loud enough to wake up the dogs outside. The neighbors, probes or whispers, were all attracted by our farce.
What is your attitude? "I pointed at his nose and wanted to find something to smash at him"I'm telling you, if my mother doesn't come, she won't be able to live this day! "
He sneered, a look of disdain"Then you can make trouble, everyone is not good-looking if it is too big! "
I knew that arguing wouldn't solve the problem, but at that time, there was so much to worry about. Looking at his righteous appearance, the fire in my heart became more and more intense. This quarrel is not just because of whether my mother can come to live or not, but also because the backlog of years has finally found an outlet and is out of control.
In retrospect, my husband's double standard in dealing with our parents' pension issues simply made me angry. He said to his parents, that is a considerate person, he took people over early to care for the elderly, and moved everything good to the house.
Once his father knocked his foot, he was as busy as a spinning top, running back and forth in the hospital, and spending a lot of money. I was also an assist at the time, and I thought it was as it should be.
But when it was my mother's turn, his attitude changed dramatically.
I remember that my mother was unwell, and I offered to let her come to our side to care for the elderly, and his face was as ugly as eating a fly. Make excuses all day long, saying that this is not good, that is not good, and clean up some hard work. Until now, my mother has to live in her hometown in the countryside.
Not to mention that once when I proposed to take my mom out for a walk, he just gave me a big glare, as if I was talking all alien. Hmph, where do his parents want to go, he is more active than a travel agency, and he can't wait to book air tickets and hotels immediately.
As the days go by, the fire in my heart is like a blocked stove, burning more and more. I began to feel the inequality in this family, his selfishness and indifference. The more I thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and I thought to myself, what does this marriage mean? !
So early that morning, I finally couldn't help but turn my face with him. I pointed at his nose and cursed"What do you mean by that? My mom isn't human? Your parents are treasures? "His dead fish eyes, listening to my words, know prevarication.
I know that arguing won't solve the problem, but I've really put up with it.
Finally, I stopped scolding and stared at him breathlessly, waiting for his response. He was silent for a while, and finally spoke, but his words still carried that chilling indifference, "You can do whatever you like, I'm tired and don't want to quarrel." ”
My eyes widened, and my heart burned with rage as if thousands of horses were galloping by. I turned and rushed out of the house with only one thought in my mind - I was going to pick up my mom.
Throughout the journey, my mind echoed the quarrel between us, his cold words, my angry scolding and unwillingness. When I finally arrived at my hometown and saw my mother's familiar and haggard face, I couldn't help but cry.
Mom, let's go back. "I try to make my voice sound firm.
My mom looked at me with worry and uneasiness in her eyes, "What about your husband?" Did he agree? ”
I held her hand so tightly that it almost hurt her, but it was less painful than the pain in my heart. "Leave him alone, Mom. This time, I'm going to think about you. ”
When I returned home with my mother, I found my husband standing at the door, my husband's figure blocked the way, his eyes were firm and indifferent, and his voice sounded coldly: "My parents are here to support the elderly, what are you doing?" ”
My mom is behind me, and although she is old, she has not lost her momentum in the slightest.
She stepped forward, her eyes staring sharply at her husband, and her voice was firm and powerful: "I'm here to take back my daughter's house!" This house is our family, and I have the right to decide who lives and who leaves. ”
I looked at my mom and felt a warm current in my heart. For many years, she has been the one who has quietly supported me behind the scenes, and now, at this critical time, she has stepped up to support me again.
My husband, visibly shocked by our firmness and determination, changed his face and a hint of wavering in his eyes, but soon became stubborn again.
This is my home, why do you have it?
"Why? My mom interrupted him, her voice filled with disdain and anger.
This house is my daughter's name, and if you marry my daughter, you should respect her and her family. Is it a man's work that you treat us like this? ”
There was tension and anger in the air, but my mother's words seemed to open a window for the light of reason to shine into the chaos. The husband's face changed and changed, and eventually, he got out of the way and walked away in silence.
I walked into the house with my mom, the anger and reluctance in my heart still burning, but at least, we took the first step. This is not just a confrontation, but a statement that we will not bow down in the face of injustice and oppression.
The atmosphere in the house became extremely heavy, my husband and his parents did not say a word, while my mother and I stood firmly. It was a struggle about respect, love, and family responsibility, and I knew that no matter how hard it was, I would follow through. Because it's not just for my mom, it's for the dignity and rights of all women.
Eventually, my husband compromised after some deep reflection and agreed to let my mom come to us for the elderly. After taking a deep breath, he said in an almost whispered voice, "Come on, Mom, let's figure out how to adjust our lives together." ”
At that moment, looking at him, the eyes were no longer cold and stubborn, but a kind of understanding and acceptance, and the ice in my heart began to melt. While this compromise will not immediately dissipate all tension and resentment, it will at least provide us with an opportunity to start over and understand each other.
In the days that followed, we began to busily rearrange family life, and despite the tight space, we tried to adjust so that everyone had their place. The arrival of my mother also gradually changed the atmosphere in the house, and she took care of everyone in her way, including her husband's parents, and slowly, the relationship between them began to ease.
My husband and I also began to communicate more openly and try to resolve misunderstandings and conflicts in the past. We realize that home is a place that needs to be maintained by everyone's joint efforts, and that everyone's happiness and dignity are equally important.
In the end, this turmoil caused by my parents' retirement not only solved the problem of my mother's residence, but more importantly, it taught us how to find consensus in the midst of stress and conflict, and how to rebuild family harmony in respect and understanding. Although life is still full of challenges, we have learned to face it together and walk side by side.