Husband is the "bad man" who stealthily adds food to the lunch box in case you don't bring enough work meals.
Husband is the "silly man" who pours the leftover rice into his bowl like garbage, and he eats happily like a pig.
Husband is the "stingy man" who quarrels and ignores you in the daytime, but kicks you away in the middle of the night.
My husband is the "stupid man" who only has 300 dollars left in his wallet, but tries his best to persuade you to buy a piece of clothes you like for 700 dollars, swipes your card and doesn't care about buying a tie.
Husband is the "cute man" who is lazy and coquetry with him, asks him to pour water and wash your feet for you, and knows that he will be too happy to fall for the trap.
My husband is the man who is not afraid of smelling that winter because he is afraid of your cold feet and holds your unwashed feet tightly in his arms. It is called "smelly man" for short.
My husband is the "poor man" who blew his nose and drank tea while eating the dishes you put too much salt and pepper. He also shook his head in tears and said, "The dishes my wife cooked are really delicious.".
My husband is the "hateful man" who jumped out of the corner of the door to hug you when you went to the bathroom with sleepy eyes that Saturday morning.
My husband is the "unlucky man" who, when your "old friend" came, made brown sugar water for you in silence, and bought sanitary napkins for you, afraid of being seen by your acquaintances, grabbed the wrong thing in a hurry, hugged his head and rushed back to be scolded.
Husband is the "three accompany man" who will accompany you to eat, go shopping, go home and cross the road, holding your hand tightly.
My husband is the "big man" who takes off his coat when it rains and uses his arms to shield you from the wind and rain.
Woman, remember: husband is the man who won't let you suffer.
Husband is the man who makes you have him and disdains to look at other men.
My husband is the man who is always stingy and willing to spend money on him without heartache.
Husband is the man who makes you give up sleeping late on Saturday morning and is willing to get up to make breakfast for him and his family.
Husband is the man who made you proud and arrogant before and become a good wife and mother at work and at home.
Husband is the man who feels sick when he sees others' dirty clothes, but washes his dirty socks white without complaining.
Husband is the man who is willing to stay with him for life despite all the resistance and humiliations you have suffered for him.
My husband is the man who let you, who never knew how to economize and be extravagant, become a man who now haggles with the vegetable dealer and would rather take the second stop to catch the bus.
Husband is the man who makes you want to be accompanied by him every spare time, and lets you count the return dates with your fingers after a business trip. Husband is the man who makes you cry because of his cold and is happy to see him eat an extra bowl of rice.
My husband is the man who lets you cook at home and see it raining outside, and leaves everything behind to take an umbrella and send it to him.
Woman, remember: Husband is the man you hate to give him.