My husband swept his wife still wage 'measure the water bottle holding, counting the tubers Seedless'

I am 29 years old this year, my husband more than I was a year old. We were married almost 6 years, have a son of 4 years. My husband is the man, considered money.

Me and my husband from the familiar to the finishing at wedding almost 2 months. Perhaps by the time aspired to learn so I don't understand about humans. You know I was by my husband, her matchmaking mother love me once and she meet, chat in a wedding to another ward.

Both the husband and I are both servants of the State. Two other agencies do, my husband made the main address, salary, civil servants are well over 5 million. I was the teacher of primary school, in addition to the salary I have outside income thanks to teach more, per month was also about 8 million.

The couple dozen million salary that's healthy living, husband and wife I also have spare parts. Married to be months, sweet husband: "my Salary pale, I kept a little spent, rest takes him. Let the hammer market tan makes you worry, money is money you hold in common, and then send the save, after worried children someday, "I heard her husband say homes see no reason, that is, would also give most of the salary for her husband. I do not believe, on his bitter months also started from here.

As in with her husband, the more I realized he was very tight in spending, said as the tool is "measuring the bottle sauce, melon tuber counts". Everyday eating extremely limited, even when I vote, buy second fish, little meat on his inventory with enough vegetables. There are times, my husband's sister to play, opening warehousing fish pot of my husband that looming, fish ball that found full of bananas and turnips lổn Nhon and repository. I am afraid, do not know where to give, face hidden against the House I like to eat that way. And then when I drink milk, he frequently complain, drink something that fast, mouth eating cold mountain, you eat, how much to do this again. I bag the fuselage bottom tears, I eat is because of you, I would treasure by what.

My relatives in his native East, occasionally under sent up for the chicken, fish. But my husband never for meat, excluding public holidays or death anniversary Dec. You always just about nhe sales to collectors to save. The fish had made available, when to freeze in the fridge every week don't dare bring out food. There were times, I'm tired, the chicken meat to improve the whole meal that day he isn't a magic wand action pieces. I eat a chicken that bitter interrupts. The mother of my husband hurt me, leave out her son so she said, eat, fast no shelves. I considered somewhat comforting.

I didn't know the headache with how's husband (artwork)

I social work should be required to dress properly, so what that ball when I was buying new clothes, bought on her husband peeks up sneak peek down trề lips. There was also the fodder, "Buy for LAM on, Maxim đởn". Already, her husband never let me go play, making friends, you just waste costly medium, she married then, and that's what these pit ham.

Until now, those years passed I still have to bear the hard life despite commitment themselves to make money. , Would not bring the heavy hand that her husband's salary you you light me to my wife. You bring money for who or why that does not give her husband. I heart gauge without knowing who share, my husband did not hit his wife, children, gambling, alcohol not tea, but its high-roller girl trapped slag make eating on blood. Now I don't know what to do to change my husband, because I live too, can anyone gauge plunged into as I am? I very much look forward to receiving the advice of the people.=