The inner monologue of home slaves in the capital during the economic crisis

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Recently, temperatures in Beijing have continued to rise, and it seems as though people can already sense the arrival of spring; the grass by the roadsides has begun to turn green. Everything seems to be developing in line with the idea of \"prosperity.\" However, this favorable weather hasn’t brought much joy to people, because an economic downturn has just begun in Beijing. The financial crisis has caused unnecessary fear among people. We increasingly hear that some companies are starting to lay off employees, and some people have already lost their jobs. We really don’t know when this economic downturn will end, nor do we know if we ourselves will be one of those who die from the cold in winter. Once, by the side of the road, I saw a real estate advertisement; one sentence in it left a deep impression on me: “Winter has passed – how far can spring be?” ”This is the real estate developers doing their best to build confidence among their clients; and in doing so, they are also helping to build confidence among us. In times of economic downturn, confidence is more important than anything else. While all companies and all intelligent people were making various preparations to get through this economic downturn, I stepped forward and contributed my part to Beijing’s real estate market. At the end of 2008, I bravely joined the illustrious ranks of those who are burdened by mortgage debts. If I were to summarize that year, I would say it was the stupidest thing I ever did. The behavior was brave, but the consequences were severe. The life of people trapped in mortgage debt is something that, I believe, is obvious to everyone. Yet, the situation of such people during an economic crisis may not be well-known. It’s a short, but tragic story that begins at the end of 2008 – it was the coldest winter Beijing has ever experienced... My wife came home from work and told me that there might be problems at their company, as everyone there was worried about whether they would receive their salaries next month. Rumors within the company suggested that many distributors had withdrawn from the market, and now the company not only had no income coming in but also had to refund money to those distributors. The company, whose financial situation wasn’t already great, suddenly faced serious cash flow problems. As a result, the day before payday, the boss was on a business trip. The finance department explained to everyone that payroll could only be issued once the boss returned to sign it. Although this tactic used by the company is old-fashioned, everyone understood that an economic crisis was already starting to affect the company. When one hope is dashed, another always arises. As the New Year is approaching, everyone thinks that their unpaid wages will surely be settled by then. Thus, they all wait for the arrival of Spring Festival, trying to read good or bad news from their bosses’ expressions every day. As a result, at the year-end company meeting, the current situation of the company was discussed, and in the end, each employee was given 3,000 yuan as a holiday bonus; as for the rest of the salary, something will be arranged after the New Year. My wife’s monthly salary is 5K. The situation is that, over 3 months, she has only received 3K, which has created a crisis in our family. In this time of crisis, as a man, I stepped forward bravely once again; with a heavy responsibility on my shoulders, I had no choice but to take it on. In order to get through these difficult times safely, I have made the following decisions: First, I will give up the plan to go home for the Spring Festival in order to save money and spend it in Beijing. Second, I will stay up late and go to bed early, ensuring that I can prepare my own breakfast and dinner at home rather than eating out. Third, starting today, I will stop buying new clothes until my financial situation improves. Fourth, whenever there is an opportunity to work overtime, I will seize it and try to earn as much extra pay as possible. Although I didn’t go home for the New Year, although I didn’t buy any new clothes, and although my phone has stopped working several times, I keep using it anyway. Still, I manage to get through each day. The sound of firecrackers during the Spring Festival saw off the difficult year of 2008 and brought in 2009, a year filled with some hope. Four \"major events\" have happened in our family. The first one was that my wife’s company informed her that her start date would be changed to the 16th day of the first lunar month. This further proves that the company is still not out of trouble; in other words, when her unpaid wages will be paid remains an unknown issue ； Secondly: Our company’s business volume has shown new improvement since the New Year, and with effort, I have the potential for further growth ； Third thing: I lost my wallet when I went to the airport to pick someone up ； The fourth thing: I followed a Honda Accord on the Jingtong Expressway. All these four things bring worry, but there is also some joy amidst that worry. At least I can continue to work and keep working hard to pay for my mortgage. Right now, I am working overtime tirelessly, while my wife is trying hard to find a job. The economic crisis is constantly trying to ruin our lives... Yesterday, when I got home from overtime, it was already midnight. As I passed by a audio store, I heard the song \"In my next life, I don’t want to be a man…\" Suddenly, it felt like I had been struck by something; looking at my tall shadow under the light, I realized just how tired and lonely I really am. I stood there listening to the whole song; my eyes were already sore from crying. Thinking of my parents who were far away in the northeast, thinking of the house that still needed to be renovated, and thinking of my wife who was waiting for me to come home for dinner, I shook my head firmly and said to myself, “A man must bear his burdens on his own.” Then I neatly adjusted my collar and left, as if carried away by the wind. When I get home, I ring the doorbell; my wife opens the door. The aroma of food, along with my smiling face – the economic crisis? Never mind it……