Psychological guidance: If fate mistreats you, we can't change its track. The only thing we can choose is to live fearlessly when fate shows its ferocious side. ? www.xinli00 1.com

When my aunt was forty-one, she co-founded a beauty salon.

This is the n th time for her to start a business. Since she and her uncle were laid off at the age of 30, my aunt has sold clothes, opened a restaurant, promoted Mary Kay, and even traveled to Guizhou to open a foot washing city, all of which ended at a loss. People say that profiteers, profiteers and unscrupulous businessmen, such kind and honest people as my aunt, how can they make money in business? Even she doesn't forget to laugh at herself. I'm not cut out for business. ?

After several years of such torture, my aunt paid all her savings to Shui Piao, and she was still heavily in debt. When business was at its worst, I opened a clothing store in the county town with someone. The storefront is opened on a newly-built pedestrian street, and the four facades are connected in a string, which looks very imposing. At that time, menstruation borrowed usury and wanted to make a turnaround. Who knows that people are not as good as the sky, and the popularity of the pedestrian street has never been prosperous, and the business has plummeted.

I went to see her that summer vacation, and she was the only one guarding the huge clothing store. In order to save money, even the little sister who sells clothes was not invited. At noon, my little cousin was there, and I suddenly understood that three people were not hungry and only ordered two lunches. Menstruation still kept her warm nature, kept stuffing shredded pork into my lunch box and eating green peppers by herself.

The clothing store was closed after a short time. My aunt accepted this reality calmly. In order to pay off debts and for a pair of children, she went to work in the supermarket opened by her good sister, saying that she was a salesman, but in fact everything depended on cashier. When the goods arrived at the supermarket, my aunt helped to move them up and down and unload them. Sometimes the chef goes home, and she also helps to take care of the meals of a large group of people. In fact, her duty is only to sell goods, but menstruation said: They are all good sisters. Give a hand if you can, don't worry so much. ? My sister is very kind, and she is as affectionate as ever when she meets, but she is not paid. The red envelopes given to her and her employees during the Chinese New Year are treated equally, both of which are 100 yuan.

That's when my aunt's lumbar spondylosis fell. After all, some commodities like drinks are really not light. Before the age of 30, she lived a pampered housewife life. Where does she do such a heavy job? After each unloading, my waist hurts for several days, and sometimes I can't lift my arms.

In order to facilitate my little cousin to go to school, my aunt has been living in the town. She doesn't have a house in town, or her former sister lent her a house for a while out of kindness. I went to her place. There is a room with two beds. She eats and sleeps in this room. Usually she lives with her uncle and little cousin, and when her cousin comes back, she lives here. It looks a little sad. There is a simple wardrobe in the corner. I opened it, and boy, a wardrobe full of clothes and skirts were all neatly ironed. Look at my aunt, wearing a small trench coat and tight pants. She looks very modern, like a pearl in a humble room. Only then did I realize that my sadness was too melodramatic. I went to which mountain to sing which song, and people watched my aunt down and out, but in fact, she had a good life.

Later, my aunt was seriously ill twice in a row and had her uterus and appendix removed. People look haggard, and their faces are far less radiant than when they were young, but they are still dressed up. When I asked about her illness, she lifted her skirt and showed me two scars on her abdomen. Two pink scars on her snow-white belly are particularly conspicuous and look ferocious. I turned my head when I looked at it, but she joked: What disease is this going to regenerate? The doctor has no place to operate. ?

Everyone thought that my aunt would stay in the supermarket until she died. Unexpectedly, after many years, she took out the hard money accumulated by working with her uncle for many years and put it into business again. Of course, this time she is much more conservative. She is just a small shareholder and part-time manager of a beauty salon. She can get a fixed salary every month and will not lose money. Opening a beauty salon really suits my aunt. She loved beauty since she was a child. No matter what kind of occasion, she dresses herself beautifully and appropriately. People in the town used to regard her as a fashion vane, and they always sighed when talking about her.

Is aunt unlucky? Maybe it is. Since the age of thirty, fate has never been kind to her again. Disease and poverty are like those two terrible scars, which are imprinted on her. However, my aunt neither blames others nor belittles herself, but lives calmly with those two scars and smiles.

Recently, my aunt added my WeChat. She only went to junior high school, but she is no stranger to using WeChat. I often watch her upload some beauty and health content in her circle of friends, and imagine my aunt who serves customers in her hometown beauty salon using gentle words, and her words of advice will often ring in my heart. Mei Mei, people in this life, say long, say short not short, don't care so much, everything should be calm, don't take it to heart. ?

My aunt is 4 1 year old. She has aged a lot in the past two years, but she is still so beautiful in my heart. I'm not the only one who thinks so. I heard that she still has suitors. My aunt's story often reminds me of Bai Liusu in Love in a Fallen City: You think I'm finished, but I'm still early.

This is the story of my aunt.

I also want to tell the story of a friend.

Ashi is an out-and-out Cantonese, whom I met in an interview. If there is any other place in China where girls still retain the gentleness and refinement of ancient women, it may be Guangdong. Ash, is it true? Pretty girl? Life is tall and beautiful. After I gave birth to the melon, she came to see me at home. After I left, my mother repeatedly questioned: Are you sure she is really from Guangdong? In my mother's mind, Cantonese looks tend to be atavistic, and she can't imagine that there are such beautiful women among Guangdong aborigines.

When a person is beautiful, it is easy to rely on beauty for murder, but Asher has no such tendency at all. She is not only fierce, but also gentle. She always speaks in a gentle voice with a touching smile, which really makes people feel like a spring breeze. My husband has only been in contact with her two or three times, and every time he laments that there are such gentle women in the world. Of course, if the reference object is me, this standard is a bit low, but Asher's gentleness can be seen.

Ash can be said to be the son of heaven. She was born in a rich family and her father is a doctor. After graduating from college, she was successfully admitted to the civil service and married a husband who loved her and had a bright future. This kind of life is smooth enough to make the majority of women jealous. I admit that although Ashi is approachable, she sometimes feels quite alienated from her because their circumstances are too far apart.

When I interviewed Ashe, it was the peak of her life. It was the year of the tiger, her birth year, and it happened that we were looking for ten couples of tiger brides and grooms for an interview. Ash is one of the ten brides. At that time, she described the life of the newlyweds to me, and the sweetness of the first marriage was revealed from time to time. I remember the photo she sent me, wearing a white wedding dress, barefoot on the beach, smiling at her husband, and behind her was the blue sea.

For a long time, Ashe gave me the feeling that it was as beautiful as this photo. I sometimes think that an angel fell into the mortal world, maybe that's what she looks like.

Until I became a mother, we were closer than before. Once we talked about our family at dinner, she suddenly asked me, do you know about my family? I shook my head in ignorance. Ash thought about it and finally said, my husband had a car accident, a very serious car accident. ? I'm at a loss.

The accident happened a year ago, when Ashi just gave birth to a baby, which was only two months old. My husband had an accident because of fatigue driving, and the car was completely deformed. People were smashed into pieces and bones flew all over the floor, and some of them could not be recovered. My husband lived in ICU for half a year. During this period, Ashi's mother also fell ill, and the result was cancer. Father has to go to work, and Ashi is busy, holding a little doll in her arms to nurse. The saddest thing is that her mother-in-law not only didn't help her, but also accused her of not taking good care of her son.

No matter how hard it is, you have to pass. When Ashe told me, it had been a year, and my husband was still in the hospital, recovering slowly, so he could walk without crutches. Mother's condition has not worsened and she can take care of herself. The baby has grown up, can walk, can talk, and will pour water for her mother to hurt her.

? I don't even know how I got through it. ? At this point, Asher's eyes were a little red, and she soon smiled again. She said that in the most difficult time, everyone thought about giving up. In those days, her son was the only light in her life.

I looked at Ash in front of me. She is still so beautiful and gentle. I can hardly imagine that such a great misfortune would happen to her. Since I met her, it seems that she has always cared about me, and there is something bothering her at work. I always ask her for help when I want to find a local in an interview. In the past year, this situation has not changed. Every time I chat with her on QQ, she answers them in detail.

In her space, I often watch her take some photos of traveling, partying and eating with friends. In the photo, Ash looks happy, but she is thinner than before. I never thought that there was such a change behind her postpartum thinness. Ashe has always been like a small sun, emitting light and heat to people around him, including me. But I don't know, the little sun's heart has already burned to ashes, and it was once faced with the dilemma of thorough cooling.

? Actually, it's nothing. Maybe God was too good to me before, so you have to test me. ? Ash said that in the past year, she made every effort to live hard, took care of every family member, dressed herself beautifully, took a family photo on her son's birthday, settled down the whole family and took time to go to Thailand. Finally, she found that she, who has been used to being taken care of, can be so capable.

Speaking of the future, Ash is not particularly confident about her husband's full recovery. The only thing she can be sure of is that she will save her life under any circumstances. Normal? The way it looks. ? If I fall, how can my family support me? ? Ashe took out her mobile phone and showed me the photo of her mother-in-law. In the photo, she is holding her son, and both of them are laughing. Compared with the photos on the beach, her smile is not so carefree, but heavier. How do I feel that these heavy contents make her beauty more textured?

If you still want to listen, I can tell many such stories, such as my grandmother's story, teacher Hu Sui's story, martial sister Xiaowu's story, security guard Xiao Wang's story, and my own story.

Yes, the reason why I tell these stories is that I want to find the strength to support me in their stories. Over the years, I have been very unhappy, and sometimes I ask myself: Why are you so unhappy? Complaining has become my normal state, as long as people close to me have heard my complaints. I can't figure out why I worked so hard, but I never got a reward. Others can relax, why should I work so hard? Why does anything unfair or unfortunate fall on me?

I always thought that fate had wronged me. Is it true?/You don't say. The answer is no longer important. When you finish listening to the story of aunt and Ashi, you will find that even if fate wronged you, even if life failed you, you should do it, live up to yourself and never give up on yourself. So many people are struggling to live, so many people are still smiling with scars. If I don't get up and live, how can I live up to the life God gave me?

How fragile people are, every suffering will leave us indelible scars; How strong people are, as long as suffering is not fatal, they will struggle to stand up and start over in the mud.

We can't choose our destiny. The only thing we can choose is to live fearlessly when fate shows its ferocious side. ;