War at night

At 7 o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark, my husband came back from work, and when he saw his daughter's appearance, he was really shocked.

After dinner, my mother didn't let me interfere, cleaned up and washed up, and sat in front of the TV as usual while watching TV dramas and chatting with us.

"What time is the dressing tomorrow, did you wipe her today's medicine?" asked my mother.

"I've brushed it off, and I'll go to the hospital tomorrow at 10 o'clock. I said.

"The kindergarten ?......," Mom seemed to want to say something.

"Although the teacher is not optimistic, it is not intentional, and if the child has a problem, it is estimated that she is also afraid. The children who chased Chenchen were also out of curiosity and wanted to play with toys. "I straightened my mind.

"The teacher must be responsible, the child doesn't pay attention to the fight, the child is not sensible, but this is her responsibility. I think you'd better go to kindergarten tomorrow and talk to her teacher about it, and her head is bleeding. The mother was still angry, and pulled her daughter to her as she spoke, "Chenchen, if there are children bullying you in the future, you will beat them, you can't be bullied!"

"Mom, you're right, but this time the kid is also playing......" I interrupted her.

"By the way, how can a toy mobile phone be brought to school?" the husband, who had been silent, suddenly interjected.

"yes, where did you get the toy phone? I haven't bought it. "I only noticed this problem when I was reminded by my husband, it was the culprit of today's accident, and I glanced at them.

"I bought it, but I didn't say I would take it to school. My husband admitted it frankly.

"I—I put her in a bag. The old mother said hesitantly, although the years have left a deep imprint on her, but at the moment she is like a child, a child who has made mistakes.

"Mom, why are you packing her school bag?" I said helplessly, although I wanted to blame in my heart, but I tried to keep my tone as light as possible, "Look, now that such a big deal has happened, the school teacher has made it clear that children can't bring toys to school, didn't I tell you? Why are you still there?"

"Also, husband, I don't know when you bought it. "I turned to my husband again.

"Didn't you say this morning that Chenchen was going to play with your phone? I remember there was one in the toy box, so I put it in her bag. Mom nervously explained.

"You're busy with your magazine all day long, and you don't leave your phone all the time, how do you know about children's toys, I bought a toy for her to play at home, and I didn't say let her take the school. The husband also followed up, with a hint of complaining in his tone.

"I hold my mobile phone all day long, and it's also needed for work, do you think I'm willing! Now it's all WeChat chatting, colleagues, bosses, customers, often have things to communicate, don't I stare at the phone?! Miss any information for a while, others think that I don't pay attention to work, don't pay attention to what they say, and may miss customers' orders. My mobile phone is also used to write, there are a lot of documents, all of which are written in the free time, a text you think I write so easily. "I was deeply stimulated by his complaints, even though I knew that what he said was the truth.

"So, the problem of the child is here, yesterday I was clamoring to play with my mobile phone, and today this situation is happening!" the husband raised his voice, and every sentence was like a hammer.

"You mean the kid is to blame for kowtowing his head?!" I asked rhetorically, completely enraged.

"You don't keep the machine in your hand every day, she can be so interested in the mobile phone!"

"Why don't you say it's a toy you bought!" I was not to be outdone.

Seeing that we were getting more and more excited, my mother had no idea for a while, "Okay, don't argue, blame me, okay!"

The daughter seemed to be frightened by this sudden quarrel, and hid in her mother's arms, not daring to speak.

"Shen Weilan! Okay, I've bought toys for my children, right, do you have time to spend with your children at night? I see that you are all with your mobile phone! Your boss, colleagues, customers, and words are more important than anything else!" The husband vented his dissatisfaction.

"What about you? What are you doing when you come back every day?! Do you spend time with your children? You play games, games, or games! You nest in it every day, but you want to talk to us! I sometimes have pressure at work and want to talk to someone, what are you doing? I also want to spend more time with my children, but do we have to live, we have to have enough money to create a better condition for our children? Do you think I'm willing to stare at my phone every day and work hard, which woman doesn't want to be easy!" I pulled out the words that I had been holding in my heart for a long time, but tears poured down without a fight.

Mom has been in a hurry beside her, but she can't talk about it. As soon as he saw that I was shedding tears, he grabbed it, "Don't quarrel, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!

When the daughter saw that her grandmother was also crying, she also started crying, and shouted, "Mom and Dad, stop arguing, stop arguing!"

"Mom, you take Chenchen back to the room first, she has to rest well, so she can get better quickly. "I walked up to her and took my daughter off of her.

"Okay, then you don't have to quarrel anymore, it's all so big, people see the joke. Mom advised.

"I don't have the ability to make so much money, so I've worked hard?!" the husband asked a little hurt when he saw his mother enter the room.

"I didn't mean that, I'm just explaining," I said, realizing that maybe what I had just said would mislead him.

"Don't say it, I see!" he sighed suddenly, in a deep one.

"What do you understand?!" I asked, surprised.

"So in your heart, I'm so worthless!" he frowned bitterly.

"What kind of logic are you, we're talking about mobile phones, how can we get to your value?!" I don't want to follow his words, he has always been sensitive, although he often doesn't like to talk, he looks very calm on the surface, but his heart is as fragile as fragile glass.

"It's still about money, and if I had made enough, you wouldn't have said that today. He lowered his head and put his hands in his hair, completely caught up in the logic of his own thinking.

I know what he's thinking, as a foreign trade merchandiser with a fixed salary, it's really not a high salary. In addition, he is straightforward and stubborn, and he refuses to put down his body to have a good relationship with various leaders of the company, which is also very unsatisfactory in the company. He is a man with ideals and ambitions, and because of this, he will be even more ostracized. So the work has not been smooth, occasionally listening to him talk, is full of negative emotions, if it weren't for our fixed mortgage every month, maybe he would have quit a long time ago. I looked at him, although he was slightly blessed, he was still handsome and straight, which was a self-disciplined appearance.

"I really didn't mean that, don't think crookedly, I didn't think you had a future, I wouldn't have chosen you. "I can't bear it.

"You don't have to explain, I know everything. "He's always in that position.

"You know, what do you know?!" The explanation was invalid, I was really angry and anxious, I wanted to end this unpleasant argument quickly, but the phone rang, it was Mr. Liu, a new customer who had called in the morning.

"Shen Weilan, what are you doing? Don't answer the phone for a day!" As soon as the phone was connected, Mr. Liu's irritable voice came from the other end.

"Mr. Liu, I-" As soon as I opened my mouth, the other side came again, "What am I! I handed over the advertising money to you, but you didn't even show your face, what are you eating?! Go and refund me tomorrow! What a garbage magazine!" After speaking, I only heard a "snap" sound, and my mouth was fixed on the mouth shape of the word "Liu".

"What's the matter, what's going on today, I'm unlucky to get home!" The grievance in my heart rose to the extreme, "I really want to drop this damn phone", I thought to myself, swallowed the word "fuck" back with a mouthful of spit, and raised the hand holding the phone into the air, but it seemed to fall on cotton, weak and weak.

When I turned around, I saw that my husband was no longer on the sofa, and the familiar CS dense gunshots came from the study, as if to eliminate all the resentment in my heart.

I shook my head and dragged my completely devoid body into the bedroom, my kimono digging into the quilt.