Love is a vitamin we need

Late at night, his son has to sleep, snoring husband also sounded slightly, and a look of happiness and satisfaction. I caressing him fix the foot, his thoughts constantly crest, back three years ago.At that time, we just got married, spent all their savings. Husband to make my life better, take me to work in Guangzhou. In order to make money a little more, he do not want others to find a dry work. Humid climate, a long time to wear work boots, work her husband did not take long, long legs heels are thick cocoon, cocoon covered with densely packed holes, over time, can not hurt to walk on foot. Every Sunday, I will give him medicine boil feet, and then carefully scrape to his feet, a little bit of layers, until thick cocoon scrape, smooth holes. Every time I give him a scraped leg, he had been asleep, his face with a smile, not the least bit tired and hard to trace. Smile at him, life becomes bitter and tired negligible. As long as there is love, the two sides are to each other's efforts, the house will be, the car will be, everything will be there.

I remember her husband's birthday, I was traveling in another city, after finishing it was dark, and went shopping for her husband bought a shirt as a gift, that pieces of his body is already very old, but he has been reluctant to buy a new . When I took the shirt, a three-hour car ride back to our nest when her husband has been asleep, a tired look, stood on the table eating a bowl of instant noodles not wash, apparently her husband has will forget his birthday. See, I stroked his face, tearful, and for our hard work, do not care for his own. He opened his eyes and saw me, his eyes passing hint of surprise, when I send blessings and gifts, he was firmly in my arms with: "Wife, you work hard, you very well." At that moment We embraced, in this strange city, take a break each other's chest is the temple, where we can cry, cry to make all our troubles and bitter; can laugh, smile is worth everything we are pleased; The chest is to give each other warm, comfort, support and strength to the other place. After a brief embrace, her husband let me rest, he went to cooking, I lay in bed, listening to him back and forth in the kitchen. 

 Listening to the hiss of oil, spoon the collision sound of pots and pans, a small nest of air overflowing happiness. So he will dish on the table, filled a good meal, I have Mei Mei's slept, look at the table is more than two points. Her husband said to me excitedly: "Wife, get up, your favorite twice-cooked pork, pepper pork, pickled fish." Watched table full of food, happy tears in the eyes of the spin: "My husband, for you too birthday, or is it for me Jiefeng it? "affectionate husband looked at me, said:" all right, as long as you happy, it makes sense to my birthday. "Some of my eyes blurred, heart meditation:" My husband, if a next life, I would find you. "

Son was born, I put the main focus to son, son's arrival, her husband's more pressure, in order to earn more money, he found a few spare time and part-time, morning to evening every day to become accustomed to things for him, I rarely say, every day I have been exhausted to take care of his son, sometimes he came back, I had hugged his son fell asleep, woke up this morning but was gone when his shadow, only to see him stay note: "Wife, see you sleep incense, know that you too tired, take rest, take-away breakfast I called, I went to the company." I enjoy the peace of mind of her husband's care, but they ignore her husband's care.

One day, her husband came back early, we had a long absence, a three-stuttering reunion dinner meal, after sleeping son, her husband said to me: "my wife, my feet Youteng, pedicure you help me repair it." I am a anxious, looking for a day the children, and tired and tired, physically and mentally exhausted, how mood to give him a pedicure, he opened his shouted: "you repair it, I'm tired."Then they lay in bed clothes, stretch already strained body, ready to fall asleep when turned to see her husband looked sombre, dejected, like abandoned children, there is an injured innocent, to see his look, my heart soft things pulled together, he began to feel bad, cursing his own unreasonable, then said: "My husband, I'm sorry, I really tired, just say you sad?" My husband is Catholic, said: "Nothing, you are tired a day, and sleep, I can repair, just joking with you. 

"Then touch my head, I no sleep, boil water for his feet bent up, her husband sat down at my insistence, the I pedicure, scraping side to his feet with him engaged in small talk, her husband said: "Wife, since the child, you care for me less and less, and also I become impatient for some time, I that you do not love me, in fact, a man's feelings are very fragile, and need care, care. not more warm words and sometimes only one, or a little hug, will you love him as long as his heart continued to support transfer to him, he will get a force, a kind of happiness, as well as a sense of security. "Love the details of life as important as vitamins, vitamin love.