Chapter 1 In the third year of our marriage, my husband lost his job and I got pregnant. Our life gets even harder each day. It was so hard, we finally understood what the saying: “When a couple is poor, everything becomes sad,” meant. Every morning, we would argue over something as small as fifty cents for water bill. After one argument, I cried and said I wanted to go back to my parents’ home. But when I pushed open the door, I suddenly found myself ten years in the future. The familiar small