Before she let go of her chopsticks, she was reminded to wash the dishes, the daughter-in-law’s actions made her mother-in-law embarrassed

I still vividly remember what my husband told me the day we fell in love. Come on, you promise to bring me happiness, don’t force me to do anything, just play and enjoy because I’m your treasure. Now, after the wedding, the two of them will move out to live comfortably, without having to worry about being a bride.

Hearing him say that makes me feel at ease. By now, I have realized, gullible women believe that. I believed him from love until marriage, but after nearly two years of marriage, I realized, life is not as rosy as I thought, a promise is still just a promise.

I reminded my husband of the story he once told me when he scowled. He thinks that I am a calculating woman, when I returned to my husband’s house, I still did not know my fate, refused to be a bride. His mother is difficult, always scrutinizing me little by little. If she did not agree, she immediately objected. I went to work, dressed a little nice, and his mother also objected that the daughter-in-law was playing while her husband went to work. But you can do a lot, the salary you give me is not half of what I earn every month.

Living together, but my husband’s parents don’t have to spend anything, I take care of everything. From electricity and water bills, monthly meals to tea packages, rice bags. My husband’s parents are sick, I also take care of them properly and have never complained about money. As for the fact that my mother asked me to give my husband’s salary to her, I refused. Because of that family In conflict, the mother-in-law who did not like her daughter-in-law is now even more discordant.

Every day when I come home from work, I have to fly to the market to buy this and that. One day, my mother-in-law also called to say that I had to go to the market to buy things according to my father-in-law’s hobby because today “your father suddenly craved that dish”. I also agreed and followed the request, but the mother-in-law at home did not take advantage of going to the market to help her daughter-in-law.

As soon as I got home, I quickly changed my clothes and rushed to the kitchen to cook, my mother-in-law did not help. One day, when I finished cooking, I was too tired, I didn’t want to eat, so I went to bed to rest, but my mother-in-law said it was uncomfortable.

Day by day, such a life continues, but without any recognition from the parents-in-law for the effort, still constantly showing an unpleasant attitude that makes me really unhappy. A few times when I talked to my husband, he told me a lot of things, only knowing myself. He asked me to be filial to his parents, treating them as his biological parents. But he did not understand, my husband’s parents did not consider me as a daughter.

Gradually I became an isolated person, with no need to share, talk to anyone.

A few months ago, when I was pregnant, I was extremely hungry, but my husband did not ask me, and my mother-in-law did not help me with a single meal. One day, when I was tired, I had to get up and cook. My husband did not sympathize and thought I was making excuses to make me resentful.

Yesterday, because the gourd was big, it was difficult to stand up, so I sat down to eat for a while. After eating, I was tired and didn’t want to wash the dishes, I skillfully asked my husband to help me wash so I could go to rest. However, my mother-in-law said that I depended on and ordered her children. Before I could let go of my chopsticks, my mother-in-law rushed in and said: “Eat it, eat quickly, sit tight until when. When you’re done, get up, take the dishes and wash them.” My husband also followed my mother which made me angry.

I picked up the bowl and got up and threw the tray on the floor, my face burning hot: “I really can’t stand it anymore. If you feel that your honor is better than your wife and children, you should stay at your house and embrace that vain honor. You just stay here and live with your parents, and I will go back to my biological parents’ house until I give birth. If at that time you still feel that you can’t get along, it’s better to get a divorce, it’s up to you to choose.”

After that, I went up to the house to arrange my things and called a car to go to my grandmother’s house. I think carefully, everyone has only one life to live, why should they choose to live a tired, shameful life with a man who doesn’t know how to love them. If I have to get a divorce, I will be ready too.

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