Emotional Story: I Tolerate You, You Tolerate Me
He and his ex-wife met through a free-spirited romance and dated for six years, but she ran off with someone else.
It was because he was too poor, and she couldn’t resist the temptations of material desires. Even when he knelt and begged her, she remained unmoved.
That night, he got drunk and swore never to believe in love or women again.
Thus, he muddled through four years of single life until his dying mother tearfully begged him to remarry.
So, he found his current wife, a woman who was dark-skinned and short, five years younger than him. He took one look at her and agreed to the marriage.
On their wedding day, he went to his mother’s grave and cried all afternoon.
Someone brought him food, and when he turned and saw an unattractive face, he angrily told her to leave. He only brought beloved women to see his mother, and she was not one of them.
His temper became strange and bad; he constantly picked on her, complained about her cooking, and her slow work pace. She always smiled and promised to improve.
The better she treated him, the worse his temper became. At first, he only hit her when he was drunk; later, he hit her whenever he was upset. When he got tired, he would go out to find other women.
She always endured it quietly, believing that one day, his heart would make room for her.
She found a job at a betel nut factory and made bamboo mats at night, stitching them meticulously. She said, “I want to earn more money to support the family.”
She bought him a suit and told him, “Wear this out, it looks good.”
He suddenly remembered seeing a jade piece on sale at a supermarket yesterday.
He thought it would look perfect around her neck. He was tempted but didn’t buy it in the end.
That night, he got drunk and fell from a height, injuring his leg. She found him with a flashlight and carried him to the clinic step by step. He didn’t know where she got the strength.
He lay at home for half a month, and she took care of him the whole time. Only then did he realize that there was a woman in this world who cared so deeply for him.
The day after his leg healed, he ran to the supermarket and bought her the jade piece. She carefully put it around her neck and asked happily, “Does it look good?”
The man bought a bunch of clothes for the woman, and she tried them on one by one. She said, “I didn’t realize I could look so good, why didn’t I notice before?”
Soon, they had their own child. The man took the woman and their child to his mother’s grave. He knelt in front of his mother’s grave and said, “Mom, I brought my wife to see you. Don’t worry, from now on, I will treat her well.”
The woman knelt hard in front of her mother-in-law’s grave and said, “Mother, I will be a good daughter-in-law.”
It turns out that no matter the starting point of love, the end is always life. The deepest love in this world is not romance, not comparison, but mutual tolerance, staying together through thick and thin, forever and ever.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
