I have three opinions about them: first, my sister should not arbitrarily help me and my parents make decisions, she should at least let me meet with the girl, as long as we have no opinion, we can do what we need to do.

As for her fear that her daughter will make her angry with my mother and ignore her food, I think it is purely her own suspicion and ignorance of human nature. A person, I'm afraid that if you like someone, then you will like everything about her, and the word love house and Wu speaks of this truth.

As long as she likes me, she respects my mother. As for going back to your parents' house to take care of the food, as long as your brother is there, are you still afraid that you won't be able to eat?

Second, regarding my sister's opposition to my brother-in-law's going to Guangdong, my sister also has something inappropriate. The least she dared to object, and that's all I demanded. If she had dared to quarrel with my brother-in-law and say a few words for me, I might not have complained so much about her in my heart.

She should at least say something like this: "I poked Jianming's matter badly, if I don't help him get one, can my brother not hate me?" If she contradicts my brother-in-law like this, I may not be so annoyed in my heart. But she didn't say anything, but really achieved "three from four virtues." ”

Third, the most annoying thing is that the girl expressed her understanding of my literary creation. This one is not a hundred times stronger than Liangxiu's cousin. But, my sister - what shall I say?

I have suffered a lot, I have suffered a lot, I finally met my soulmate, but I was cut off by my own sister, do you think I can not be angry?

What's even more unjust is that the girl's father also likes me very much. His daughters are married to that family, and he always comes to talk to me when he has nothing to do.

This went on for more than a year, until his daughter gave birth and he stopped coming to my house. Hey, it's a pity to think about it! But why is the regret of life so much?

My third blind date was introduced to me by a cousin on my own door. She introduced a girl from her in-laws' family. She told me that the girl was very diligent, but there was something wrong with her eyes. I asked if there was a big deal, and she said, a little.

I asked to see him. Unexpectedly, when I went to her house to see the girl, I was disappointed. The girl was clearly blind in her left eye, and said a little, if there was a big problem, wouldn't she be blind in both eyes? As soon as I sat down and didn't say a few words, I asked to take my leave and go home.

The next day, the cousin came to my house and said that the girl had a very good impression of me, and asked me if I would like to get married that month. My reply is: I don't agree to beat the singles.

And in fact, after making this reply, I regretted it for a while. Why? Literature, of course. I thought like this: although she is a disabled person, such a girl must be hard-working and not picky after marrying into my family.

If that's the case, I'm telling her about my love of literature, and maybe she'll understand and support me. For the sake of literature, I really can't give up anything, I really don't care about anything.

But the question is, it's okay if I don't succeed in literature, and if I become famous, can I keep a disabled wife from changing my mind? I don't think I can keep it. After a man has the ability, he will dare to abandon even a good wife, let alone a disabled person.

If one day I really abandoned people, wouldn't I be spurned by them? With all these thoughts, I don't regret it so much.

However, a few years later, the cousin came to my house and said that the girl had married into another family and had a son. Of course, there was something sarcastic about her when she said that. What's so great about having a son? If I had a family, I wouldn't have a son or a daughter.

To be honest with you, I like my daughter more than my son. But who knows what my fate will be in the future?

In this way, like my second brother, all three of my marriages were stillborn.

A son of marriage age is left to dry at home, and whoever becomes a parent will be anxious. My father sighed all day long, and my mother was even more sad.

One day, my parents came to me specifically and asked me what I thought about marriage.

I told them that I had not forgotten about literature all these years and wanted to find someone who would support and understand me. At the same time, I told them a story.

That's the story of a writer who became famous in a magazine I read a few years ago. The story goes that before a writer became famous, he was also poor and struggling, and his works were not recognized by the people, and he did not even publish a "tofu block".

One day, feeling hopeless, he burned all his literary books, ran to a small river, and jumped down.

Unexpectedly, he should not have died, and he was just rescued by a fishing girl.

The girl asked him why he had committed suicide, and the writer told her about his love of literature and finally gained nothing. The girl said that she was willing to support him if he did not dislike it. So, the writer followed the girl to her house.

The romance between them began from there. Every day, the girl fished and went to the market to sell, and the writer nibbled on books at home and engaged in creation. In this way, encouraged by love, the writer's work was gradually adopted by some magazines and newspapers, and he became famous because of a long novel.

After the writer became famous, the girl disappeared. The writer took great pains to find her and asked her why she had left him. The girl said that she was no longer worthy of a writer. "Who do you think of me?" said the writer, who had never been willing to touch a girl's finger, slapped her in the face and said angrily.

So, the two hugged each other and cried bitterly.

In the end, things had a happy ending.

I don't know if this story was deliberately made up to attract attention, or if it was true, and I don't know who the writer was, whether he was famous, what was he doing now, and what was it that stirred up quite a stir in my heart.

This story is deeply etched in my memory and deeply touches me. So, in my dream, in the process of pursuing literature, the figure of a fishing girl appeared.

Her conduct, her nobility, her sentiments, deeply shocked me. I'd love to find a girl like that!

So, in my traumatized heart, I had the image of a future partner - a fishing girl.

"I'm going to have to find such a girl, or I'd rather be single. "At the end of the conversation, I said to my mother. "Baby, that's fine. However, if you can't find such a girl, you can't do literature, don't you want to find someone to rely on when you get old?"

"Then you can help me pick up a daughter. I said to my mother. When my mother heard this, she said angrily: "If you want to pick it up yourself, I won't help you." ”

I understand my mother's thoughts. Normally, if you can have a child yourself, why should I raise someone else's child? Besides, I was so young at the time. However, I deeply understand that if I want to choose the path of literature, I must give something.

Then Qiong Yao didn't have children, so Liu Xiaoqing is not married yet.

No matter what I thought or said, my mother would never help me raise a daughter, and I had to think about my future.

Yes, if you can't do literature, if you can't become a writer, if you can't marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a boy and a girl for yourself, who will you rely on when you are old? Would you rather die for literature? But what if you can't die again?

These are some of the reasons. Another reason is that I'm actually a very cheap person. There are many times when this "cheapness" has made me lose confidence in literature. Because I hold myself to the standard of a writer. I don't want a writer to do something nasty.

But I often can't control myself. This "cheap" is what I usually think of women. When I think about it, I don't think about it in general, but I think about it very much.

It would be great if I could be like some people who have achieved great things, and I could put aside the idea of thinking about women while I was doing my career. However, I really didn't have that kind of backbone and perseverance.

This characteristic also often contradicts me. I often say to myself, Zhang Jianming, don't you love literature? Don't you want to be a writer? Don't you want to achieve great things? Since this is the case, you should not be bound by women, and you should not think about women.

But every time I made up my mind not to let myself think about the lady, my other half of my mind couldn't help but think about it. I went through the days of self-contradiction.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com