happy woman

People say that I am a happy person: I have a diploma, work at a university, and am married to a husband that I am happy with. My husband and I are looking forward to a bright future and want two boys and one girl. The eldest son is already in first grade, the younger son is still in day care, and the daughter is in kindergarten.

Uspenska Ya (translated by Feng Zhenjie)

People are I am said to be a happy person: I have a diploma, work at a university, and am married to a husband who I am happy with. My husband and I are looking forward to a bright future and want two boys and one girl. The eldest son is already in first grade, the younger son is still in day care, and the daughter is in kindergarten. Our life is prosperous and prosperous, our family is happy and full of joy. We wash clothes together, iron swaddling clothes, run to the store, work together, relax together... We travel every summer, watching the children grow up. Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and my husband came home and said to me: "Please forgive me! As an honest and upright person, I have to tell you that I have another love... Love! She is what I teach. A college student... This matter is too complicated. However, I really like my children! I will bear their raising expenses! You may also want to see the children more often, right? Then, you might as well maintain a relationship with them This current relationship..." You see, how happy! Perhaps due to pain, perhaps because of self-regret, I couldn't even say a word, not even a tear. I lay awake all night, staring at the children, thinking, thinking... In the early morning, I quietly packed some of the most needed things into my handbag, kissed the children, walked out and left this place. Home. Before I left, I left a note to my husband: "I really like my children! I will bear their raising expenses!" My husband searched everywhere but could not find any trace of me. I didn’t let anyone “share” my pain, and I left the impression to my relatives, friends, and old friends that I was still a happy woman. I am indeed happy, if I can see my husbandThe husband sent his younger son to the nursery and his daughter to the kindergarten on a sleigh early in the morning. I really wanted to go home with him, take care of my eldest son after dinner and drop him off at school on the way to work. In the evening, the husband actually messed up everything. I tried my best to imagine: They were going up the stairs, and the husband was looking for the key in his handbag as usual. After searching for it for a long time, the door was still open, and the children were shouting: "It will be a mess!"—— - They rushed towards their father...noisy, screaming, sobbing, it was so lively! However, all this happened without me! Come on! One day, I lingered on the upper stairs. On the platform, I heard my daughter's voice: "Dad, Dad! Why has my mother been on a business trip for so long? Has she become an astronaut?" I secretly thanked my husband for the white lie he told the children. However, why is he silent? Where is his love? Is it love? From the teaching and research department? Female college student... I unexpectedly met her by chance. She was waiting for me on the street. She is so beautiful! Her clothes are eye-catching. It was almost impossible to walk past her without noticing her. A strong smell of French perfume hit me, and she said a little anxiously: "I want to talk to you." "What to talk about?" "About your children... On the day you leave, Your husband called me and said, "You have taken the right attitude! But...he didn't let me go home. He promised on the phone to meet me after I finish my class. However, I am still separated from my husband." When I was far away, he shouted at me: "The date can't be made! My little daughter has a sore throat! She must be taken back from the kindergarten!" Later, a date was disturbed by the younger son: the nursery informed that they were under quarantine, so He gave his father a certificate of "nursing sick children". Then, the eldest son had a failing grade in the score book... The children seemed to have discussed it, and a chain reaction occurred. Unexpected things happened. It happens every day, one after another: a toothache - the father quickly takes his eldest son to the clinic, the soles of his boots are cracked - then he goes to the leather shoe workshop... he goes to the store to buy food... he often It's so busy... and the gloves won't be washed every day until your daughter talks. She said:'Mom always ties them to a small rope to prevent them from running away...' They were walking and playing, but I stood far away! I really couldn't bear it anymore: "'Child, child! Just a child! What about me?' "'You'd better never be a mother to other people's children! ’ He said to me viciously. "'Children should be raised by their biological mothers,' I blurted out. 'They need maternal love and care.' "'Why don't they need to be nurtured by their biological fathers? ' He shouted, 'Children need their father's wisdom, strength and experience...' "He couldn't go on. I also understood: this is the final outcome. My illusions are shattered, and my hopes are shattered. It has become a bubble... Everything related to me has already flown out of his heart. All that is left is yours: your children, your family, your warmth..." She also said something else, But I couldn't hear anymore. My mood was so gentle and calm, but I was thinking fiercely in my mind: "I am on a business trip? This means that I should bring back gifts!" So, I brought all kinds of toys and candies - —Having everything, I brought almost everything on display in the store, —I opened the door to my lovely home. "Mom! Dear mother! Mom——!" My children kept shouting and rushed towards me, "You are back!" "You are not back, but you have landed!" "Dad! Dad!" Our mother has returned home! But why are you both crying! Aren't you happy?" "We are happy. Very, very..."