After we got married, I also helped the supermarket collect money. On weekends, the supermarket would collect 10,000 to 20,000 yuan a day. When I had nothing to do, I would count the money to pass the time, while my husband would play games upstairs and not come down.
Our married life lasted for two or three months, and my husband still hadn't found a job. Every night, I would go to his bedside and urge him, "You can't go on like this. You can't stay here forever. Isn't this your family's supermarket? Don't you ever look at it?"
Since I came to live with this family, I've been the one collecting money in the afternoons. My father-in-law watches the shop in the mornings, and my mother-in-law goes to play horse racing in the afternoons—an online gambling game. When there are many people, she helps collect the money. Sometimes she even asks me to cook lunch. My mother-in-law has started making me mop the floor and even clean the merchandise.
Sometimes I'm so busy going up and down the stairs that my husband only comes to help me occasionally. He comes over with a smile and says, "My wife is so amazing, my wife is so hardworking."
After watching over the shop with me for a while, he took a bottle of premium pure milk from the refrigerator next door and offered it to me, saying I could drink it as much as I wanted, as if I were an outsider, as if I could be easily dismissed with a little favor.
I've been married for a month or two now, and my family doesn't object much anymore.
I often complain to my mom about how much housework I have to do every day. My mom tells me that I'm married now, so I should take good care of the housework. She says that every woman goes through this.
I'm getting more and more tired. This supermarket is not as wonderful as I imagined. My husband is lazy and lets his mother take care of everything. He just throws the dirty clothes down and doesn't care anymore, leaving me to wash them.
When I arrived, my mother-in-law seemed relieved. She told me how to do laundry. The time the washing machine broke down, she asked me to do the laundry by myself while she went to the shop. My father-in-law was sleeping at that time.
I texted my husband, who was upstairs, but he ignored me and only replied, "I don't know how to do laundry, you do it yourself. If you always ask me to do this, how are we going to have children? You can't even handle a little housework."
"oh."
I replied with an "oh," feeling very disappointed. I was washing my clothes while breaking down. All these emotions suddenly overwhelmed me. I've never done so much at home before.
I spent almost three hours washing clothes: two sets of clothes (five pieces) for my mother-in-law, four pieces for my father-in-law, his sister's clothes, his brother's clothes, and my own clothes.
I washed my hands until they turned white, and my fingerprints were all tangled together.
Finally, the washing was finished. My mother-in-law helped clean the clothes from behind. Then, she smiled and said, "It must be tiring in this house. My son Chao'er will need you to take care of him more in the future. He can't cook."
During the months I lived in Shenzhen, I became increasingly anxious and frustrated. I asked my husband, "Why won't you help me mop the floor? Don't you know I have to mop the floor at least three times a day in your supermarket? You can just lie there and do something for me, what's wrong with that?"
That time, I snapped.
Every day I'm so tired my bones feel like they're going to fall apart. Before I got married, I never did this much housework at home; my mother did it all.
Who isn't the little princess of their family? At that moment, I felt extremely wronged.
After listening to my complaints for more than ten minutes, my husband started to get impatient. "How did you become such a shrew? I remember when we first got together, you were always smiling. You said you wanted to be a good wife and mother. But your temper has gotten worse and worse. And look at you, you even have pimples on your face."
"You're really ugly without makeup. Sometimes you should take good care of yourself instead of being unreasonable here. Just looking at you makes me feel nauseous."
His words angered me. I vaguely remember that when we were together, he would give me gifts on every holiday, saying that he would spoil me rotten and treat me like his little princess.
"But you said that you would be responsible for being beautiful and I would be responsible for earning money to support the family. Didn't you say that?"
I still questioned him. He left his clothes lying around on the bed without tidying them up. He stayed in the room by himself for a while. He's had a very leisurely life these past few months.
My resentment has been growing stronger these past few days. I'm so tired that I don't have the energy to put on makeup, and I feel completely exhausted.
He called out to me, sounding impatient and even disgusted.
"You're supposed to be beautiful, but you never put on makeup or groom yourself. You're so slovenly. Haven't I fed you or clothed you while you were at my house? Haven't I taken care of you in every way? Wasn't the two thousand yuan phone I bought you a good thing? You eat shrimp, tripe, beef, and mutton every day. Have I ever neglected you for a single meal? Didn't I take you to the beach last time? Look at the fat on your belly. You got as dark as a ball after just one day at the beach. Look at me, I've gotten my fair skin back in a week."
We've been married for so long, and this is how he treats me. I'm so tired. This afternoon, when I was minding the shop alone, my mother-in-law came in wearing slippers. I then noticed that her slippers were worn out and covered in black mud, and she hadn't changed them.
She's been telling the truth for two years.
Is this the marriage I wanted? I felt like I saw my future reflected in my mother-in-law, and at that moment, I felt like I had fallen into an abyss.
My mother-in-law is a two-faced person; she always has a smiling face, and she controls all the money in the house. I asked, puzzled, "Mom, why aren't you wearing new slippers? Don't we have some at the supermarket?"
The mother-in-law said nonchalantly, "Just wear these. Why waste new slippers?"
I feel like my worldview has been turned upside down. She has two or three million yuan in her pocket, but she can't even afford a new pair of slippers. Yet, when she gambles, she throws in tens of thousands of yuan in one night without a second thought.
I remembered how she would hesitate to spend money on clothes that cost only a couple hundred yuan each time I went out to buy them, even though she earned at least ten or twenty thousand yuan a day.
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