My husband did not have a job before we got married and we opened a shop with my father’s help and got engaged. But I would move to a house that was his grandfather, grandmother and brother-in-law, all five of us together. My mother said to me, “You haven’t put any thought before you moved there?” but I was so in love that I was not interested at all and I replied that she shouldn’t care about where I would go. Seven years, I had two children, I lived very well. When the grandfather died, the balance was a little fragile. My brother-in-law got married, another woman came into the house, I had children, she did not have, it was difficult.