Now that I think about it myself, I think it's worth it. After all, my husband is such a good person. When I married him, I felt that I was in love every day. Later, I learned that he was the eldest in the family and had a younger sister. Because he is going to get married soon, I have been to his house, and he has been to my house, and our family has become husband and wife. Generally speaking, this process is relatively smooth. When I got married, they didn't give me much bride price, but they didn't care much about me, because I thought I just liked him. Some things, especially material things, could be taken care of by my mother at that time. He said it really doesn't matter whether the bride price is much or not. What matters is that I hope his family will pay attention to my own girl, and I married her without much persuasion.
At the beginning, she married her mother and promised to take pictures of me the next year, saying that she had no money now. At that time, I had to put up with a family of five, crammed into the building of 1. Honestly, it's really inconvenient. However, after the birth of our child, the purchase of a house has never been fulfilled. Seeing that my sister-in-law is getting married, I didn't expect her mother-in-law to be so generous that she raised her hand and gave him a car. The car seems to be more than 200 thousand.
I have to put up with these things. My husband and I watched as we prepared to buy a floor. I was really happy and wanted to move out early, but my mother-in-law came again. He asked my husband directly for money to buy health care products and travel that day. My husband and I gave it to me the first time 1, and the second time I couldn't stand it, because he actually gave his money to his daughter. After more than five years of hard work, my husband and I were very happy when we paid the deposit in full. I didn't expect something to happen at night. My mother-in-law sat in our room and said, your name is mine, so I was anxious at that time. Why should I write yours? Even if I write about my husband, I can't write about your husband. He looked at my husband and pointed at me and said, you are not half as good as my daughter. I cried at that time, picked up my bag and shouted loudly. You are not as good as my mother.
I am fed up with such a mother-in-law. If it weren't for my love for my husband, I couldn't stand this family at all.