Love is always there.

She belongs to the chicken, he belongs to the monkey, and they always seem to be testing the marriage theory that the chicken and the monkey never come to an end. They quarreled fiercely every time. Many times, people around them and even their children think they can't live anymore. But each time, their quarrel is like a volcanic eruption, which gradually calms down after the eruption. Such repeated reincarnation, this is a few decades, a lifetime.

They're all old. The children are all married and not around. Although he retired, after all, he had been selling outside for so many years, and suddenly he was idle, and always felt empty in his heart. He reached out and asked her, who was in charge of the money, for money to invest. she firmly refused to give it, and justifiably claimed that there was no extra money at home for him to fool around. As a result, the two people still quarreled, not only quarreling, but also turning over the past. He complained that she was short-sighted and did not use her money properly, and suspected that she did not know what she had done with her family's money. She said he was suspicious and narrow-minded, and that he didn't stop living when he was old.

From then on, he ran out of the sky. Although the total people do some unprofitable business, there is no profit return, but he is happy and carefree. The most important thing is not to listen to her nagging or quarrel with her.

That day, she had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. She didn't come back and left.

Her nagging was no longer heard at home, and he suddenly felt the terrible silence of the house. When he was packing her clothes, he found some deposit slips in one of her jujube coats. Every deposit slip is his name, and he counts a total of sixty thousand. They were both ordinary wage earners, and he could not imagine how she had saved such a large sum of money for him while supporting her three children and paying for all her family.

Every time the scene of the quarrel flashed before his eyes, he remembered that every time they had a fierce fight about money, she would tell him that she would know where the money was going on the day she was gone. He hated his suspicion and narrow-mindedness, and he hated himself because she was angry and quarreled because she didn't often wear the expensive coat he had bought, and even said that she was born poor.

Tears burst down.

The boring days in marriage are long, in the boring and long years, silently for another person, think of the distance beyond their own life, this is not love!