Husband, let's get a divorce. I can no longer fulfill your wish for a happy family reunion.

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Husband, let's get a divorce. I can no longer fulfill your wish for a happy family reunion.

We're living in this day and age now, so does marrying a man really mean you have to live with his entire family to be considered virtuous and filial? I really don't understand how my husband came up with this idea, but please forgive me, I cannot agree with it. And just because he was too insistent on this point, my marriage to him has also come to an end.

My husband's family was poor, but he was the only college student from his village who was admitted to a key university back then, and to this day no one has broken that record. Although the job he found in the city is just that of an ordinary civil servant, not what you would call particularly successful, he has always been the pride of his family, and even of his village. Whenever he returns to his village, he is always greeted with praise and applause, while as for me, the villagers only curiously gossip behind my back about just who I am, that I could actually marry such an outstanding man.

It is for these reasons that every time my husband and I go back to his parents' home, my mother-in-law points fingers at me and nitpicks about everything. She seems to think that I, a girl born in the city, am not as capable as her son, and that at most my family is just a little better off than theirs. Judging by my appearance, she thinks I can't do any work anyway. When she asks me to help in the kitchen, I don't know how to cook at all, which makes her utterly disdainful, and she comes right out and asks how we are going to solve the cooking problem after marriage? Does her outstanding son have to do it himself? I don't know how to answer when I hear this. Besides my mother-in-law, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law also order me around as if it were only natural, as if to them the function of an elder brother's wife is just to help with the work, which also makes me very dissatisfied.

Back then, it was precisely because they were dissatisfied with me, and because his family's circumstances really were not good, that when we got married my in-laws did not prepare any bride price for me, and my own family, feeling that my in-laws were too stingy, and because when the two families met to discuss the wedding details my mother-in-law was extremely rude to my parents, acting as if my being able to marry into her family was thanks to the accumulated virtue of my ancestors, made my mother so angry that she stormed off in a huff. Because I insisted on marrying my husband, in the end my parents refused to give me a dowry either, so in the end we could only use our own savings to hold a simple wedding, and we didn't even have two decent pieces of furniture. After marriage we struggled together, and at first we rented a place to live, and lived there for several years. Later, by scrimping and saving and putting all our money aside, we could finally buy a home, and I was very happy, feeling that only then did it seem like our newlywed days. But unexpectedly, my husband proposed bringing his parents and his younger brother and sister over to live with us and enjoy a good life, saying they had suffered too much in the countryside, and that now he could not just enjoy himself and forget his own family.

I didn't agree, not only because I didn't want to live with those family members who didn't regard me as worth anything at all, but even more because the home we bought was only 100 sq m, and there was no room for so many people. Also, I am a person who likes peace and quiet, and I didn't want the house to be as noisy as a vegetable market all day long. Given the attitude of his family, they definitely wouldn't let me live too comfortably in the future. But my husband immediately accused me of being cold-blooded, of not treating them as family, and said this was the duty I should fulfill as his wife. I feel that he is bent only on reuniting his own family, while ignoring the person who has walked with him through good times and bad all these years and who is supposed to walk with him for a lifetime, and that person is me. Because I felt too heartbroken, after hearing this I told him: "Husband, let's get a divorce. I can no longer fulfill your wish for a happy family reunion. To me, that is a nightmare."

Everyone, tell me, is this actually because I, the daughter-in-law, am being unreasonable, or is it because my husband is too disregardful of my thoughts and feelings?