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Thanks to my husband’s special talent of ‘cutting the wind to become a god’, my house was knocked on the door by ‘precious guests’ from the morning the cock crowed.

03/05/2022 06:38 GMT+7

I looked at my husband and sighed. Why did I fall in love with him back in the day!

When I was still in love and then married, I saw my husband as a perfect person. I am very proud, always think that all the good things of a man converge in him. In terms of living together, his bad character gradually revealed that sometimes I didn’t know where to hide my face.

He has a very bad character that likes to gossip and cheat. This trait when flirting with girls in the past can be fully utilized without fear of failure because girls always love with their ears. But married life is not a joke, if not corrected, it is very difficult to accept.

During Tet, sitting at his wife’s uncle’s house eating dinner, he also chatted in the sky and under the sea. Show that you can buy a good refrigerator, big TV, good air conditioner, while at home I only use the affordable class. I was very shy, I just wanted to have a crack in the ground, then I would crawl down.

Everyone knows my husband’s bad character, so they don’t accept it. At the end of the meal, my “husband” kicked his feet and went home. I sighed wearily. Why did I fall in love with him back in the day!

Thanks to the special talent of cutting the wind to become a god, my house was knocked on the door from the morning of the rooster crow - Photo 1.

I’m tired of the husband who has a knack for “slashing the wind” to his neck. (Illustration)

One day, husband and wife and children were still sleeping in a warm blanket, when suddenly they heard the doorbell ring loudly. I woke up to see who would come at an hour when the cock hadn’t crowed. It turned out to be a relative of the husband’s family. This uncle used to drink alcohol like white water. There are seven days in a week, 4 days of drunkenness, 3 days of sobriety.

My uncle shouted in the alley, asking my husband for money to drink. I was afraid the neighbors would wake up, try to wake up my husband and drag the drunken uncle into the house. But he refused, and continued to scream:

– Hey, that N. guy, the other day, when you sat down to eat, you showed off your salary of tens of millions, but now you give him a few hundred but you still regret it?

I froze dead. My husband’s salary is less than 10 million, where do you get tens of millions of millions like your uncle said? It must have been from the cynicism that came out. Outside the alley, there were a few houses that opened their doors to look, and were whispering and talking. I was both mad and ashamed of my husband. Slash the wind, cut it just right, over here also “slash” our whole economy for many people to hear, so that now “precious guests” come knocking on the door.

Crazy, I left the house. Ignore him and his drunken uncle. I have no way, don’t know what to do to let him get rid of the habit of liking to blow up to the blue clouds anymore!

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