Button

Vasily Viktorovich Chernyshev was working while using a small electronic calculator to keep track of the number of flies. There were so many flies in the room that Chernyshev was sweating. He wanted to open his suit top, but fortunately he remembered that a button had fallen off his shirt, and no one could see it inside the suit, but as soon as he opened his arms, he would be discovered immediately. This disheveled appearance will definitely damage his prestige in the hearts of his colleagues. Besides, even looking at himself missing a button is uncomfortable enough, as if he was an alcoholic who exchanged the last button for wine., how can you still look like a chief economist with a daily salary of 160 rubles! Cherneshev was very distressed about this, so all kinds of bad thoughts began to creep in his mind.

　　He thought to himself: "Hmph, my wife treats me as cold as ice, what a heartless woman!. After 15 years together, I can't even bear to put a button on me. Of course, this does not mean that the button has been lost for 15 years, but only less than 15 years. But it's been 8 years, maybe another half a year. If I don't tell my wife about this, I'll have to wear clothes without buttons for at least 20 years. Well, I'll keep silent on purpose! She should have found out for herself, aren't you a wife? I work here like a cow all day, but she doesn't even sew a button. She has no feelings for me at all! Hey, have you ever had feelings in the past? When you were young, the two of you fell in love with each other, and now you can ask for trouble for the rest of your life. You have to endure her indifference and ruthlessness, she doesn't care about your career, and she doesn't want to share weal and woe with you, you have to endure all this... Hey, your life is really unlucky! "

　　Chernyshev was so heartbroken that he became irritable and unbuttoned his shirt before he knew it, only to see suddenly that a button was now sewn on the place where the button had been missing for eight years. Chernyshev couldn't believe it, he touched the button, unbuttoned and buttoned it, and looked at the light again - if it was a button, it was just right. Chernyshev was deeply moved and ashamed in his heart.

　　"Am I still a person? Bad guy, how can you wrong your hair-bearing wife so much! She's such a rare and wonderful woman! I should think this way: we've lived together for 15 years, and she still thinks about me every button! You know, she also always works day and night, and has no spare time, my poor man! Of course, I'm not easy, but you know, her work is more laborious than mine, And all the housework falls on her shoulders. She can't count on me for housework at all, I can't even button myself! What a tyrant! Heartless slacker, idiot!"

　　Chernyshev sniffed loudly, reached into his shirt pocket and took out a handkerchief, but instead of a handkerchief, he took out a ruble note.

　　Chernyshev was so startled that he almost lost consciousness, and when he returned to normal, he closed his eyes and recalled the face of his considerate wife warmly, but he only thought of her nose. He racked his brains and couldn't remember what the other parts looked like.

　　He was extremely contemptuous of himself, thinking to himself: "What a selfish fellow I am! A poor sclerotic! I have no eyes for such a noble woman! And think so badly of her! Only selfish Only self-interested villains do this!"

　　He almost burst into tears, and was bent on doing something to make his wife happy: buy her a bouquet of flowers, accompany her to the theater, and besides, send her some money back! So he put the little electronic calculator that had not yet been calculated. Put it in the desk and run to the store.

　　When he got home, he was holding flowers in his hand, wearing a suit with a threaded lining, and the 35 rubles in his pocket were rustling, and even they were about to jump out, impatient.

　　As he handed the flowers and money to his wife, he said to her shyly: "This is for you, my dear. Use the money to buy things you have long wanted to buy. If the money is not enough, then I... Then I advise you to buy something else cheaper."

　　The wife was stunned by the unexpected scene. She stood still and said nothing, really not knowing what to say on such an occasion. Thank goodness, the father-in-law came out to relieve the siege. He walked up to Chernyshev and asked, "Vasha, what did you do, why did you wear my shirt today? Mine, needless to say, is the same as yours, but it's two sizes bigger than yours. Can't you feel it? Take me for example, I can't put your shirt on, I'll give it back to you..." As he said that, he handed Chernyshev the same shirt.

　　Chernyshev glanced at the shirt, which happened to be missing a button. The chief economist immediately sank his face, tucked the flowers and rubles in his arms, and went straight into the house without saying a word. At this point he thought to himself: "What a hateful woman! Even if you are exhausted, you should button your husband! After all, I have nothing in common with her spiritually! Not at all! Now I see clearly that marrying her was a big mistake, alas, what a mistake!"