She threatens to leave home

It all started with her wanting to eat chocolate and I didn't allowed it for fear of aggravating her cough.

QY (throwing a tantrum): ni bu rang wo chi, wo qu bie de jia, bu yao hui lai le.
You don't allow me to eat, I'll go elsewhere, I won't come home anymore.

ME (questioning): ni yao qu na ni?
Where do you want to go?

QY: wo bu zi dao, zai xin jia po bah.
I don't know, somewhere in Singapore probably

ME (Concerning tone): ni qu xin de jia, bu hao. mei you wo meng zai na ni?
Going to a new home is bad. None of us is going to be there with you.

QY (without much thinking): wo dai ni yi qi qu.
I bring you with me.

To my brave girlfriends

An acquaintance recently passed away. I usually do not like to write about deaths or any unpleasant stuff that bothers me. My delusional self thinks that if I don't write it down, I will soon forget it (which I usually do), and all will be well again. But now I am going to write about both his death and his unpleasant stuff as this is something I must always remember, as much as it bothers me.
He had a family; a wife and 2 children. He also had a mistress. He stayed with his mistress most of the time. His wife who once led a sheltered life as a homemaker, had to venture out now to make her own living. It was hard for her to re-enter the workforce after such a long time. We could all see how she suffered.
Many years later, he came down with cancer. Exhausted his savings and pension on treatment and had to return to his wife. Indifferent and perhaps numbed, she actually took care of him till he breath his last.
I reflected on the depressing outcome of their marriage. Then I looked at some of the husbands and wives I know. Among them, I can name at least 10 men, who have done disappointing stuff to jeopardise their marriages. But I can't think of any women who had done the same.
What is happening to all the XY species around us? I observed the kids in QY's classes, the girls definitely seemed smarter and bright. Among the teenagers I associate with, the girls are always more matured, thoughtful and sensible. So lovable. While the boys are... put simply, testosterone-driven. I haven't got much faith left in men.

A girlfriend was recently asked, if she had known how her marriage is going to bring her heartaches, would she still get married then? She had no answer to the question and was glad about that. To her, it means that she has accepted her lot and she has no regrets. For me, I think I will still go through the marriage too. But I will definitely demand for a bigger bride price as now that I know the kind of gamble I am taking and how big my losses can be, I certainly must secure more collaterals. I must remember to secure more collaterals.

To all my brave girlfriends, who tolerated and forgive all the rubbish from your husband, who had cried in your heart while sleeping next to the man, who waits patiently for that silly mule to throw away his pride and open up to you, who ploughs on and support the family while the husband takes light years to get a job, you are a saint.