This topic originated from a recent gathering with girlfriends.

While chatting, she suddenly asked, "Do you think there really is a seven-year itch between husband and wife?" I asked, "What exactly does the seven-year itch mean?" She explained that after seven years of marriage, the passion in the relationship between husband and wife has long faded and turned into family affection, which has long lost its original freshness. I thought for a moment. Now I have been married for seven plus one, a total of eight years. Although Mr. K is not as hot as he was at the beginning, he still loves me. It seems that there is no such stage.

and Mr. K have known each other for more than ten years and have been married for eight years. For such a long time, there must be some twists and turns. My parents did not agree with our marriage, because Mr. K's parents had no financial income and were worried that I would work too hard. But now their evaluation is that they have not found the wrong person, can bear hardships, can make money, care about their parents and love their wives.

In the first two years of marriage, because he wanted to make more money, Mr. K chose to work in other places. Basically, he could only come back once a month. I took care of the big and small things at home and the elderly when they were sick. In order to avoid his worry, I will not tell him if there is no big trouble. After all, distant water cannot save nearby fire. In recent years, the child's grandfather's health has been deteriorating. He has to come back to work. In order to make up for the "difference" in income, he contacted friends to take over some business and worked alone in his spare time on weekends and evenings. He was busy working for countless late nights, and I could only silently make supper for him, and then send my daughter to school early the next day, and then send my son to my mother so that he could sleep a little longer.

Live together, it is inevitable that there will be times when the spatula bumps against the edge of the pot. A few years ago, if there was a conflict, Mr. K would choose a few days of cold war, but now, as soon as he turned around, he should eat and speak, and he would deliberately say a few jokes to make me laugh, as if the awkward thing just now had never happened. Maybe he really thinks I have paid a lot to my family. Since my daughter was born, I have been working, and even I have only two days to change jobs. I know his parents' preferences and will buy what they like to eat. When I realized that his parents wanted to rebuild the old house, I took the initiative to ask him to fulfill the old man's wish. Same with Mr. K. Since he returned to Huangshi to work, every time my parents fell ill, he asked for leave and ran around to seek medical treatment. He was more patient than my brother in the hospital. My parents' range hood is not working well, and there is a problem with the toilet. He replaced all of them. During the Spring Festival, my parents bought more fish and meat than the refrigerator could hold, on the same day, I placed an order in Jingdong to buy a large refrigerator with double doors...

Seven years and a year after I got married, Mr. K said that the transportation to work was inconvenient, and his company's position was in the opposite direction to mine, so he bought my first car. Before that, we had countless quarrels because of driving. I really couldn't control his manual gear. I often turned off at the traffic light intersection. I was anxious when I turned off, and got angry when I was anxious. Probably because of this, he never trusted me to drive alone, so that after buying a new car, he took me to the streets to practice after get off work at night. He also said that this is an automatic transmission, just like a child's toy car. If it is still difficult, I guess I can only customize it. Of course I'm not convinced, isn't it because you always like to chatter around when I'm driving?

The most serious conflict after buying a new car was that I once used the accelerator as a brake and almost had an accident. Mr. K certainly wanted to talk about me, but I felt that I was stepping on the brake. How could I admit my mistake? After a big fight, I left the key and took my son out of the car to take a taxi home. He said good things to coax me to get on the bus and took me to eat delicious food, but I just ignored him. Unexpectedly, the next day, Mr. K suddenly sent a picture of a car, saying that he bought you a second-hand car and drove it first. I don't care about you. I will change to a new car when you are familiar with it, so as not to feel distressed when the new car hits. On the third day, the used car was in place. On the morning of the fourth day, he watched me get on the bus and said, drive carefully alone, I won't disturb you. Hmph! I didn't care about him, so I left with one foot on the accelerator. However, after all, it is the first time for a novice to hit the road, and he is still a little flustered. He has been silently chanting the matters needing attention he taught before. When he came home from work in the evening, he didn't expect him to wait early near the parking lot to help me park, saying, "all of you novices can only drive. if you don't help you, the car will probably cross the road". What a long-winded! I like it, though. Hey hey. Mr.

K is such a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person. We have gone through eight years together, and we have really never experienced the seven-year itch, nor have we had any special contradictions. We just feel that both of us are slowly fading away from our hostility, becoming mature and better. (Junin)