那天,工作出了差错,被领导批评,心里非常地烦躁。回到家里,我无端地大发牢骚,把心中所有的气都往老公身上撒。面对我的无理取闹,老公也不生气,系起围裙到厨房里为我做饭。看着老公并不娴熟的炒菜动作,我的心莫名地疼了一下。 That day, the work went wrong, was criticized by the leadership, my heart very upset. Back home, I gratuitously grumbled, all the gas in my heart to her husband who scattered. In the face of my vexatious, my husband is not angry, fasten apron to the kitchen for cooking for me. Looked at her husband is not skilled cooking moves, my heart inexplicably painful.