Selfish women are used to it?

Men's indifference and selfishness are accustomed to women's selfless dedication.

Cui Cui was born.

I didn't dislike his poverty, no bride price, no house and no car. I have been married to him for more than 20 years, and I have never let him wash a pair of socks. Why do you think he is so heartless? I can't figure it out!

Sister Yang left me a message on WeChat.

I asked, why not let him wash his socks?

She said that men can't wash clean.

I asked again, then why don't you let him cook, wash dishes and take care of the children, and you travel with your friends?

He can't cook. He used to eat in the army canteen. When I come back from the army to work, I still eat in the canteen, and I can't even make noodles. Where am I willing to spend my money? If I want to travel, I must go with my family! Sister Yang replied.

What hurts Yang Jie even more is that when she took people to a small family to smash a venue, Peng Ge, who didn't touch the spring water at home, actually wore an apron to stew beef bone soup for goblins. Yang Jie was trapped in her heart by this evil spirit and didn't fall asleep for several nights.

I sighed through the screen of my mobile phone. Yang Jie is a good woman in every way. However, the downside is that she is so excellent and meticulous. She never had her own eyes, only her husband and children.

There is a passage describing the feeling of giving. When a person constantly sacrifices himself and works hard in the relationship, he will accumulate higher and higher moral capital. Moral capital is like a dam, blocking the flow of love and intimacy; The higher the moral capital, the closer the relationship is to death. If a person sacrifices himself and accumulates moral capital to the extreme degree of "moral saint", his body and facial expressions are usually stiff and full of resentment. The feeling of giving must be accompanied by resentment. The more you give, the heavier the resentment.

I was very young when I met Sister Yang 20 years ago. She is like a fairy in my eyes. Her long black hair is as smooth as brocade, her skin is as snow and her eyes are white. Sister Yang is from Shanghai, but after falling in love with Brother Peng, she is willing to follow Brother Peng back to her hometown for a wedding. There are no gorgeous fireworks, only a hot kang that she can't get used to sleeping.

To say that Yang Jie is so kind to Peng Ge, she washes and cooks, cleans the house, and even the socks are reluctant to let him touch a finger. After washing, iron it and put it neatly in the closet. Brother Peng lives in the countryside and his parents are old. After having children, Sister Yang resigned and went home to take care of the baby, still taking care of Brother Peng properly.

There are three people in the family. Sister Yang likes to eat rice and stir-fry, Brother Peng likes to eat pasta, and children like to drink porridge. Yang Jie jumps around like a rabbit after work every day, mixing noodles, choosing vegetables, cooking porridge and cooking rice ... She is very busy. The small dining table is filled with wild mushroom noodles in the north, boiled shrimps in clear water in the south, salted duck and old wine jiaozi.

When brother Peng was young, he traveled all over the world on business and never came home. Yang Jie waited, looked forward to, and was busy between work and home.

When he was middle-aged, Brother Peng finally settled down in the city, but he was more lively, often drinking, playing mahjong and singing with friends, and had no time to accompany Sister Yang at home.

Unexpectedly, when I was young, I waited alone, and when I was old, it was still like this.

The vulgar plot was staged in a spring. Sister Yang found lipstick marks on the neckline of her shirt. She cried and questioned him. When he was killed, he refused to admit it and swore to heaven that there was nothing. Later, it was discovered that brother Peng and a post-90 s waiter had rented a house in the east of the city to live together.

Yang Jie thought of death, but she lay in bed and looked at the ceiling, feeling unwilling: she bought the house and car herself, even the sheets on the bed. Why did she leave her hard-earned family business to the little girl after the divorce? With what?