Zhou Jun's Perspective

Since I was young, I have lived under my mother's abnormal indulgence and controlling nature.

At first, when I had disagreements with my friends, my mother could always defeat everyone with her logic.

As I grew older and tried to get the attention of girls, my already misguided older brother taught me to bully them.

Not only did my mother not stop it, she even cheered on the side.

My father's presence at home was almost nonexistent; every time he had a different opinion, my mother would defeat him.

Fortunately, at that time, a volunteer teacher came to our village and taught me what it means to be a man and what respect is.

But at that time, I was very conflicted, my thoughts were always torn.

Sometimes I felt the teacher was right, sometimes I felt my parents and older brother knew what was best for me, and going along with them was more comfortable.

This inner conflict persisted throughout my entire junior high school, almost leading me to depression.

It wasn't until high school, when I performed well in exams and received a scholarship to live on campus, that I slowly corrected my values.

It was also during this time that I discovered the secret of my father's inappropriate relationship with another woman.

After much hesitation, I ultimately didn't tell anyone about it.

After that, I became increasingly unwilling to go home, eventually getting into S City, and after graduation, I successfully stayed here.

For families like ours, who are not well-off, it is very difficult to establish themselves in a big city.

Combined with the situation at home and the influence caused by my mother, I didn't dare to hope for a good partner.

Until I met Pang Chunjiao.

She was smart, beautiful, and generous, we got along well, and she didn't mind that my family was not wealthy.

We mutually pursued each other, and soon entered the realm of marriage.

Our life together was plain and happy until my wife became pregnant and gave birth, and my mother insisted on coming to help with the postpartum confinement.

On the evening when my parents arrived at our home, I had a strange dream.

In the dream, I inexplicably divorced my wife, not only leaving with nothing, but also losing my job.

I could only return home to live with my parents and brother, drinking heavily and messing around every day, achieving nothing.

Later, my mother discovered my father's secret, they fought every day, my ex-sister-in-law sued my mother, and we lost a large sum of money.

This made the whole family even poorer, and eventually, I fell into depression, hiding in the kitchen with a bottle of pesticide.

Just as I was about to pour the pesticide into my mouth, I woke up drenched in cold sweat.

After that, I was always cautious, afraid of making mistakes.

It wasn't until my wife came running to me while I was away on a business trip and heard the recording that my heart skipped a beat, and the cold sweat immediately poured down.

Fortunately, my wife was willing to give me a chance to explain, willing to believe in me.

Later, she helped me permanently resolve the issue.

A wife like her, I will cherish her for a lifetime.