How to refuse a relative’s request for a permanent stay at home?
My cousin is my aunt’s daughter, two years younger than me.
When she was 12 years old, her brother-in-law was injured and her cousin was temporarily placed in foster care at my home.
It’s been 10 years.
All these years, I lived in my own house like an outsider, thanks to my sister-in-law’s mother.
1.
Three of us, we were in two rooms.
I’ll take one, Mom and Dad.
When my cousin moved in, my mom separated the living room.
It’s a narrow room on the balcony.
I think 10,000 of them should be cousins living in that compartment.
But my mother looked at me with great disappointment and said, “How can you be so selfish?” My sister is so sorry you’re going to high school and you can stay home for a few days. I’m sorry.
I looked at my dad and he looked at me with guilt.
They pretended not to know and then turned to the TV.
I ended up not only giving up the room, but also with a selfish name.
This is the balcony we usually have to dry.
So this room has no privacy.
I prayed to my mother for a bed cover.
She said, “Beware of the wind! Can’t you think about me? I’m sorry.
I didn’t dare talk to her again.
But not long ago, I saw my cousin change the curtains.
When I was a junior, I had bad math.
I’m about to go to third grade, and many of my classmates are making amends.
I’d like to finish this lesson.
It took a long time to think about it and finally get the courage to talk to my mom.
She stopped and asked me how much.
I say $2,000 for a semester, and the teachers in our class don’t make amends.
In other classes, teachers do this for 2,000 semesters and twice a week, which is a good thing.
The word “calculation” seemed to touch her sensitive nerves.
“Do you think $2,000 is a good deal? Are you making money? You can say that. I’m sorry.
Eventually, she didn’t pay me the tuition, and I talked to her in a solid manner.
Then I found out my cousin didn’t get a good exam.
My mom paid her a lot of school fees, and my dad had a bad day at work.
The family’s economy is strained and it’s natural to open up.
My mom started counting me every penny she said about your school meal.
Two or three bucks for breakfast, $6 for lunch, $4 for dinner, less than $15 a day.
26 days at school, 390 bucks for dinner in January, and another 450 bucks for you.
You didn’t have any money left in January.
Just like that, my living expenses went from 600 to 450.
It’s enough to eat, but I can’t totally buy anything else.
And then I started to realize the importance of money.
I don’t eat much of dinner, and I buy lunch with a poor roommate.
So lunch saves three, dinner saves four.
Seven bucks a day.
That’s how it was until the senior year.
She started helping me with my classes every afternoon and didn’t charge me.
I didn’t have any money in my pocket, but I think I’ll make it later.
I wrote her a loan and agreed to pay her back after the exams.
She couldn’t handle me. She took the cop.
Every time I brought a lot of food, she said she couldn’t finish it. Let me help her.
I can’t even finish a box of milk once in a while.
I know she’s defending my poor self-esteem.
Most of our milk is for my cousin. My mom always says she’s young. What are you fighting for?
She’s long.
I’m not old enough.
Because of Mr. Song’s presence, my entire senior year is fine.
I swore in my heart that I would repay her later.
All my contacts with my mother in the senior year were to buy a few studies to find her for extra expenses and to go home on vacation.
The cousin’s mother came home for two days and she doesn’t fight.
So she stayed in my room, okay.
I don’t even have a break. I argued with my mother about it.
She only yelled at me, “Can’t you just stand for a few days?” You think this is your call? I’m sorry.
I was so angry I wanted to run out.
And suddenly, sadly, I don’t have a place to go.
Grandma and Grandpa are dead, and the people who love me are gone.
Go to Grandma. They’re just repeating my little ass again.
I had to stand there and let my mom out.
My cousin gets up at night and I stomp on the couch in the living room.
We don’t talk.
She looked at the direction of the little compartment with a grudge and suddenly said, “I envy you sometimes.” I’m sorry.
“I hate you every day.” I’m sorry.
She’s still young and she’s running away in my eyes.
Soon it will be over, and I’ll be accepted to the university.
I’m out working the summer, handing out flyers during the day and helping at the hotpot at night.
One night it was midnight and I was busy coming home.
My cousin was in third grade by then.
2.
My mom got up in time to see my cousin look so pathetic.
She said, ‘I fear that I will be late tomorrow, so wake me up!’ I’m sorry.
My mom frowns, her hands are tied to each other, and she usually does this to start scolding me.
I took it before she said, “The hotpot is ready, I can move out tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
And she swooped, and she said, “What do you mean? Who is it for? What has happened? Did I abuse you? You are moving out. I’m sorry.
And she was there to read.
Until my dad woke up, my dad was wearing a coat and his eyes were not completely open: “What do you want to do? Would you please stop it, it’s 12 o’clock. I’m sorry.
I looked at them three, how like a family of three.
I didn’t talk, but I couldn’t help it.
My cousin looked at me, and his heart fell down.
My father found me crying and came to comfort me.
He stretches out his hand and wants to take a picture of my shoulder and comfort me, and I quickly escape.
And then he ran into that little compartment.
I didn’t sleep that night, and I walked up to the balcony and looked at the moon ash in the sky.
Just like my life.
Tears cannot stop.
I swear in my heart I must buy myself a house and I must leave this little place.
I want them all to regret.
The next morning, my eyes were swollen.
I opened the door and I saw my mom smiling at me and she had a pink dress in her hand.
I recognized that she bought it for her cousin the other day.
She reached out and tried to touch my head, and I managed to avoid her.
She changed her face immediately: “Are there any night-to-night feuds between mother and daughter?” You still hate me?”
I’m not talking. Turn around and go back to the booth.
But she stopped us: “There is no less than you.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t pay attention to her, she went on in the little compartment: “It’s not me you know, your sister-in-law won’t be so miserable.” If it wasn’t for me to hide it from her, how could she finally marry someone like that? I’m sorry.
“I am ashamed of myself. Do you not understand me? I’m sorry.
My mom was talking and crying.
I’ve been numb, and I’ve heard this from her and my dad many times.
Later, every time I clashed with my cousin.
She also told me in private several times.
I’ve been numb from the beginning to the present.
“What does this have to do with me? “I’m not saying anything out of my heart, but I’m sorry.
Because it’s pointless to argue.
“How can you say that? I’m your mother. We’re family! How could you do this to me? I’m sorry.
My sentence seemed to have caught her in the air, and she was really excited.
The little guilt that was caused by last night’s little episode quickly disappeared.
She gave me a slap, and I didn’t respond.
It’s just a little sarcastic to feel the pain in the face and still not talk.
Because of our motherhood, she only dared to bully me, and she was angry at me.
After my mom slapped me, she stopped.
Then we were all together, and suddenly she was angry: “Do you hate me? Look at my eyes. I’m sorry.
I still looked right at her, and she turned around and left the compartment.
That dress was left behind.
I called the firepot owner about moving to the staff dormitory.
Upon his consent, he packed his luggage in a swift manner.
The pink dress. I put it on the living room chair.
It’s as if it’s a determination, and I’ll leave you a little bit.
In order to save costs, the owner of the fire pot shop has six-person accommodation.
As soon as I moved there, an older aunt in my bunk asked, “Are you from outside?” I’m sorry.
I don’t want to talk about my family, not to say yes or no.
She was embarrassed to say, “Well, the kids are really good these days, and they’re working in the summer. I’m sorry.
In plain words, I sound a little sarcastic.
I spent the whole summer at the hotpot, and I feel like I’m smelling hot.
The first time I got paid, I took a bath and changed clothes, I called Teacher Song.
We met at the milk and tea shop near the school. She had a computer bag in her hand.
I think Mr. Song’s been working hard. He’s starting school.
And she gave me the computer: “I bought one for my son and his father for him. If you don’t buy it, it’ll work. I’m sorry.
She’s just, like, right, by chance.
But I know how many coincidences there are in this world.
“Why are you so nice to me? I’m sorry.
I looked at her and I cried to death.
She squeezed my face and said, “Kids, don’t worry so much. I’m sorry.
I was so sad, I thought about my mom’s attitude, I could barely stop crying.
Eventually, at my strong request, she took my money.
After that, I called my dad and went home.
There was some irony that I was walking alone with a box.
Now it’s me too, and every time my cousin goes to school, they send her.
I went into the house, and I just went into the booth, and I saw the cold chair being put away.
There are desks and chairs not far away.
And there’s a third-year book.
My existence has been erased.
And my mother explained to my cousin, “Your sister will be gone soon. She will go to college for a few days.” I’m sorry.
My hands and feet became cold at this moment.
Not sitting there, not standing there.
And my mother came in with joy with the blankets: “You didn’t say hello in advance, and I was too busy.” I’m sorry.
And I sarcasticly thought, “It is not for me to say hello and not to come back to disturb your family.”
Since then, I’ve been going to college for the whole time.
I only came back twice in New Year’s.
My mom just said, “I’ve learned to read, and I know it’s a relief for my family.” I’m sorry.
I’m numb to this.
Fortunately, Mr. Song’s son and I went to the same university, so we went to the same university and we had a lookout.
When I sent the computer, I came home to find out that the teacher had the money in my bag.
I don’t want a cent.
So I give presents on New Year’s Eve and on her birthday.
She saved some money this year and wanted to buy her a massage chair, and she asked Jiangyan to bring me lots of food and drinks.
Buy me some clothes.
Never thought my math teacher was better than my mom.
When I came downstairs, I thought Jiang-yang would put things under the dorm, and he waited downstairs with them.
I was afraid someone had misunderstood us and caused him trouble, so I lied that he was my brother.
I don’t know how Jiangyan learned about this.
He asked me, “When did I become your brother?” I’m sorry.
“I’m just afraid that people will get us wrong! I thought about explaining to him.
“What’s wrong? Did the misunderstanding affect your relationship? I’m sorry.
“What am I in love for? Why are you so angry? I thought that Jiang Yangping was nice to me, that I was never in trouble, and that I tried to talk to him in peace.
“Why are you making that up? When he said that, he looked straight at me.
It’s the first time I’ve been looked at like that.
He said: “I fear that I will affect you.” I’m sorry.
“Why do you still expect me to fall in love?” * He’s even more brainless * * I look up at him and my eyes are full of confusion *
And he groaned with hate: “Imam, you fool. I’m sorry.
Since then,
He started to be nicer to me, and Mr. Song didn’t tell him to bring anything, and he would come to me every day and he would rob my seat and bring breakfast every day.
When I had a cold fever, he was more anxious than I was and took me to the hospital.
He gave me flowers from time to time and asked him, saying he went shopping and bought them.
I doubt it, but I’m worried if it’s because of Mr. Song.
But he didn’t dare.
Until the third year, one night I came back on a part-time basis too late to rain.
The phone is out of electricity, I’m a few stops from school.
I watched the rain and decided to go back to school.
And I carried my backpack in my arms, dead and straight ahead.
It’s too late. There’s nobody on the street anymore.
There’s thunder in the distance. I’m really scared.
He kept running and fell into the pit without stepping.
It’s full of mud. This should be my worst day.
But then I heard someone shouting at me: “Lou Zaim.” Liu Zhong!
4.
I looked up and saw him running towards me from the rain, and my tears could no longer fall.
Fortunately! It’s heavy enough for him to see.
Jiangyang came to me, lifted me up, and the umbrella leaned towards me.
I saw his clothes get wet, and he ran away.
I even heard him breathing.
“What if something happens to you? Liu Zhong, are you out of your mind? I’m sorry.
“Will you be safe? Do you want money or die? I’m sorry.
“Even if you have to make this money, can’t you tell me where you’ve been? You know how worried I am? I’m sorry.
Jiangyang is a man with very little to say, but he has said so much tonight.
In the end, he held me tight.
“Do you mind your own business? When he said that, he brought some prayers.
My heart is shaking, but I’m warmer than can be said.
At that time, the school dormitories were closed and had to stay in a hotel, so that two rooms were opened in Jiangyang.
After the shower, I changed my bathrobe. He knocked on the door and asked me to give him his dirty clothes.
I happen to have met their class, a couple.
The boys looked at Jiangyan and said, “Brother can do it!” I’m sorry.
I wanted to explain, but she’s already in the room.
I thought, “It’s over! I’m sorry.
“Do you want me to explain?” I’ll send it to him now.
He sat across from me and said with extreme calm.
“Jean, you can find a better girl. “I finally said that it was so bitter to come out of my mouth.
“What’s better? His eyes were red and he said, “I think you’re the best in the world,” and it was as if my heart had been hit hard.
This is the first time that I have been so firmly chosen.
I held him in tears. He bowed his head like he was scared of me.
And he cried and he said:
“Remember that I saw you through so much, I wanted to hold you in my arms. I’m sorry.
He said, “Lao Eum, you idiot. I’m sorry.
He said, “There’s no one better than you. They’re good. I’m sorry.
He held me in his arms as though I had spoken with my heart, and I was in his arms silently, but I felt as though all the wounds were being healed.
Finally, Jiangyang kissed me on the forehead and turned around and closed the door.
I’m happy, but I’m starting to wonder if I’m real or not, if Mr. Song will blame me.
She helped me like that, and I dragged this family and her son together?
And in case it breaks up…
I think a lot about it.
I didn’t sleep all night, and I fell in the morning.
I opened my eyes and received from Mr. Song.
The beginning was, “Jang likes you, I knew it. I’m sorry.
You knew that a long time ago? You liked me long ago?
“I hope you have no burden. Do you like him? It’s between you.” But I’m so happy you guys are together, really. I want my kids to be happy! I’m sorry.
It’s a very simple sentence. It appeases all my worries.
When I checked out, Jiang Yang was driving to wait for me at the hotel entrance.
I’m in the car, I don’t know what to say.
Just keep drinking.
He suddenly said, “I’m serious. I’m sorry.
His eyes are as bright as the stars of heaven.
Even if the moon was ash, but the stars were there, as if the road was not so difficult.
I heard my heart pounding.
He drove forward and said nothing.
But I saw his hand holding the steering wheel very tight, and he had a little sweat on his forehead.
“Well, let’s try.” I suddenly didn’t want to worry about anything. I just wanted to be with this guy.
I was surprised when Kang turned his car around.
“What are you doing? I’m in a hurry.”
Leave! “I missed my first class, and Jiangyan and I were at the lake behind the school, and the wind rolled up the lake, and I heard my heart beating.
He looked straight at me, and I could be sure he only saw me.
I cannot describe that feeling, and my heart is not under my command at that moment.
He held me up and said, “We’re together! We’re together! We’ll always be together. I’m sorry.
And I went home with him that winter, and when Mr. Song found out we were together, he cried and laughed, “I knew that we were fateful.” I’m sorry.
It’s a family.
Unfortunately, with Jiangyang, the harm done to the original family has not been completely dispersed.
I’ve been thinking. What if we get married? I’m gonna take what he’s got.
After all, I gave up a part-time job.
Focusing on writing online and looking for internships, I went to the first company in the industry.
It’s not technology.
It’s a sale.
Because this is the most profitable.
Our sales are testing services, and it’s hard for people to cross the line, but I’m learning it myself. It’s a lot of work.
So the leaders also welcomed my transfer.
During my work, I had little rest except to go to basic sleep and was busy becoming a spinning gyro.
Jiangyang yelled at me for losing my money while preparing me for a nutritious snack.
In the end, he couldn’t see it, but he gave me a bank account: “This is all his savings from childhood, enough to take a break.” I’m sorry.
His eyes were red when he said that.
He’s always been good. I’ve never seen him so angry.
But I’m trying to close the gap, and naturally I can’t take his money.
Fortunately, just when my body was dying, my novel sold copyright.
I took the contract and showed it to Jiangyan, who was heartbroken to keep my hair scattered over my cheeks behind my ears.
And then he held me in his arms: “That’s good, you can rest. I’m sorry.
At this moment, I decided that it was him.
Only Mr. Song and Jiang Yang know about the copyright sale.
I look at that money, and I wonder if I can have so much wealth.
But I’m not going to tell my biological parents because I don’t trust them anymore.
I took out the money to buy a house in town and wrote me and Jiangyan’s names. I brought them into the city because of the growing age of their parents, so it would be easier for them to visit and buy.
When I gave my mom the key, I told her it was half my life savings, everything I could give her to treasure.
When she looked at me, her eyes were full of admiration.
When she visited the house, she said, “Remember, you have a good life! I’m sure Jiangyang has several houses. I’m sorry.
I frowned, didn’t answer.
She said a lot about me. She said that I’m living well, and I’m rich and educated.
Poor my cousin, divorced, nothing.
Said she suddenly cried and looked at me sad.
Why don’t you give this house to your cousin? She’s been really hard.
I looked at her twitching and her back was cold.
It’s sad, but there’s no tears to cry: “If you think about it again, I’ll rent the house.” I’m sorry.
I turned her down and she started saying I wasn’t good.
I’ve been accused of not coming home since I passed the exams.
He accused me of holding my mother-in-law’s hand, but he didn’t even want to touch her.
I looked down at her, and I bought her from the beginning to the feet, probably for childhood compensation, and I had been trying hard for years to prove what and to meet all her material requirements.
And now I’m just like a big joke.
“I’ll never see you again. I’ll call you regularly for alimony.
She stayed and didn’t think I’d say anything like that.
I don’t care, I’ll just go.
I’m sorry.
After the house was done, me and Jiangyan got married.
I didn’t think I’d be happy at school seven years ago because of a meal.
I’ll be a family with Mr. Song and her son.
It’s like God is afraid I won’t make it.
Sweet spleen.
I just didn’t think there’d be a whip after this candy.
A cousin gave birth shortly after her marriage.
The whole way my mom’s been taking care of.
I went to see for myself their mother and their daughter.
She’s old now.
The sex is soft. It’s not always like a gunfight.
She’s so careful, she says, “Don’t worry, your sister’s so pathetic, but you’re happy with your mother-in-law. I’m sorry.
I didn’t go back to her. I was just looking at her.
“Don’t look at me like this. I know you’ve been angry with me. You always hated me!”
When it comes to the word “hate,” it’s like it’s ripped out of her voice.
I don’t want to talk.
When she saw me, she stopped and said, “What if I brought you a child? You won’t be rare.” I’m sorry.
“Well, that’s pretty comforting. I’m sorry.
I get up and go.
I couldn’t figure out how long I’d been gone, and I’d been wet, and I’d laugh, and I’d be sneezed down, and I’d tell myself over and over and over, and I’d be used to it.
I’m fine now. I don’t need her love.
And at night, I was like a child, strangling into the arms of Jiangyang, and asked him over and over and over again, “Will you always love me?” I’m sorry.
He kept kissing me, kissing my face, my lips, my tears.
And then I kept saying in my ear, “Remember, I love you, I’ll be with you all the time. I’m sorry.
6.
I haven’t seen my parents since, even close.
Until Mid-Autumn, my father called me from the first test to the subsequent plea: “I’m 52 this year, and you won’t come back once a year if I live to 70. I’m sorry.
“Can I see you 18 times? You can’t stay for two hours, you can’t even count our father and daughter for two days. I’m sorry.
Actually, he’s called many times before, but I’ve been flinging.
This time, I went back with my daughter and Jiangyan, looking at my daughter’s curiosity.
I don’t want her to suffer.
I talked to my dad and Jiangyan on the balcony after noon.
My father drank a cup of tea and said, “It’s a good thing to read when I was a child, because I love sugar, and I was particularly worried about her teeth, and I’m glad it didn’t last. I’m sorry.
I can tell he’s trying to find something.
But other than when you’re little, you can say something.
Back there, we didn’t say anything.
Looks a little heartache.
Then suddenly I heard her crying, and I rushed out.
But I saw my mother scolding my daughter and saying, “Do you not know the point of the atmosphere?” Juju has no father. You have everything. Can’t you just let her go? I’m sorry.
Juju was my cousin’s daughter and she divorced her father when she was one year old.
In a moment, I just felt like a bloodbath.
I’ve heard that a million times.
When I was a kid, she had no parents. She was so pathetic.
Can’t you just let her?
When you grow up, you go to college. Can’t you help her?
I don’t know.
Because of that, I introduced my cousin’s cigarettes hotel to a lot of customers every year.
No, not a penny.
Even though she said in front of my mother, “I would like to thank my cousins for not doing much for their clients.” I’m sorry.
I don’t care.
Because I can’t say two words, and my mother will say, “What are you fighting for with Liu Yi, you have everything? I’m sorry.
But now, the same thing, the same thing on my daughter?
Why?
What did my daughter do wrong? Did I bring her into the world to make her suffer?
I couldn’t help myself, and I yelled, “Get out! Get out of here!”
They all looked at me with shock, and I held my daughter in my arms and yelled at my cousin, “Get the fuck out of my house, this is the house I bought, and get the hell out of my sight.” I’m sorry.
At first, my mother was scared of me and took a moment to say, “What are you doing? We’re all family. I’m sorry.
That’s what she’s been saying from the beginning to the beginning, and that’s what I’m talking about.
“The family, who’s with you? You’re the family. When did I get to be a fucking family? The tears in my eyes blocked my eyes.
“How can you say that?” This is the first time my mother’s eyes are red.
Jiangyang’s hand will hardly hold me.
I pointed at my cousin and I said, “Did I give birth to her?” “What do I care if her parents don’t raise her?” I didn’t let her go to college? I’m sorry.
“Did I divorce her? What do I care about her? Why are you doing this to me again and again?
Why would you be my mother! I’m sorry.
“Why are you doing this to me? What have I done to you? Why are you doing this to me? Why can’t your family leave me alone? I’m sorry.
My cousin escaped from this house under my multiple bombardments.
This Mid-Autumn Festival has destroyed our family.
I haven’t contacted them since.
But it’s a small world. I saw my aunt when I was shopping with Jiangyan.
She was held by a middle-aged man.
Jiang Yang recognized that as the chief security officer of their company.
He went to check soon, so they were in love.
The chief of security, even though he’s a middle-aged man, is very much in the heart of his mother.
Jiangyang learned from the chief of security that my sister-in-law was obsessed with him.
He also said he would set up a house for his family.
But he laughed, “The woman’s mind was not right, how could her sister’s house be given to her and said that her sister was nice to her daughter and would give it to her.” Is this better than your own daughter? How could this happen. I’m sorry.
It’s really good for someone else’s kid.
Jiangyang gave the Chief of Security a sum of money, probably in the interest of privacy, to present the situation and let him know if there is anything on his side.
He really got some information.
He sold his cousin’s mother and daughter a recording of their conversation to Jiangyan.
Jiangyang didn’t want me to listen.
It’s not gonna stop me.
I heard my cousin bragging about my mom’s good for her, feeling cold.
She said my mom would do as long as she asked.
She said the house I bought was not hanging on her head, but she also lived.
,,,,,,
She grew up enjoying the privilege of my parents and lived in the house I bought.
What makes her take advantage of my life?
I don’t like it.
My mom called me after a few days, and she cried and apologized.
She said, “Can’t you really give it to your sister? I’m sorry.
She did.
I’m on the phone: “If you say it again, I’ll kick my cousin out!” I’m sorry.
I know she’s not gonna give up, and I’m not gonna talk to her anymore.
But I want her to taste what I used to feel.
Soon I’ll have my birthday.
I’ve been by myself, but since I was with Jiangyan.
It’s all with his family.
I used to block my parents ’cause my parents called me.
And then my cousin’s birthday, and her friend’s circle is the cut-off of the food, the red bag, the gift that my mother gave her.
Mr. Song is a very ceremonial man and is still at home on his birthday.
I’ll be surprised, as will Jiang Yang, and I’ll be taken out alone when we’re done.
Papa Jiang smiles at me every time with a big red ticket and says, “This is all I have. I’m sorry.
This year I sent these to my friends’ circles, with the words: “What I didn’t have before, I’ve made it up to them, and it’s good that the family who got married was the greatest gift I ever received from God. I’m sorry.
And open up everything that used to block my mom.
It’s okay to write a little essay in the circle of friends, Mr. Song.
“When I saw this coat today, I thought my mother-in-law would look good in it. I’m sorry.
“I used to be a man who didn’t know how to be cute, but when I met my mom, I became really sticky. I’m sorry.
Instead, the Wireless willows brought me closer to Mr. Song.
She used to laugh, “I thought I wanted a daughter. God gave me one. I’m so blessed.” I’m sorry.
My mom sent it to me one night.
I didn’t return her.
7.
The next morning she called me and said, “Your daughter-in-law has a good relationship.” I’m sorry.
I said, “Yeah, what’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“Can’t I call you if nothing’s wrong? She choked.
I couldn’t bear to say, “If there’s nothing else, I’m dead.” I’m sorry.
In the end, my mom asked, did you like your grandma so much? You’re not even related.
“Is it good for me to have blood? I ask the opposite.
“What do you want me to do to you? I can feel her emotion through the phone.
She went on to say, “What do you think, that your mother is dead, and you’re in the dark with your friends every day? Why am I so invisible? I’m sorry.
“You won’t even take my hand off the street. Why do you take it so hard? Why do you take it so hard? I’m sorry.
She ended up crying.
I just said, “Are we done? I’m done. I’m sorry.
For a moment, I was lost.
I’m still in pain.
I’ve been getting sleepy lately, and now I’m getting this phone call, and I’m exhausted.
I’m still strong at the company.
At home, I want to sleep all the time.
Sometimes I cry while I sleep.
I’ve always dreamed about what happened before, about my parents being really mean.
Dreaming they were special to my cousin, dreaming that everyone liked her and didn’t like me.
They’ve had red buns in their dreams for their cousins, not for me.
It’s not much.
But why are you so upset in your dreams? I always cry.
Then Jiangyang was with me, and he was always gentle, “Are you hungry?” I’ll make you breakfast. I’m sorry.
Later, Jiangyan said to take me to the hospital, and I said we’ll talk after this.
I’m waiting until my mom does.
I’m proving it to myself. Look! She just loves her so much.
My mom really took my cousin to the house and they made the chief of security pretend to be my dad.
But the house is written my name, so how is that possible?
So my mom was raving there.
She called me, and I didn’t answer, and she sent the tapes with pictures of my mom in the house house.
There’s a lot of relatives in there.
Then I told my mom I didn’t owe you anymore.
My mom called me again, and this time I answered.
“Where are you? Let’s meet. She said that with the crying.
But there’s nothing inside of me.
Then she said to me, “It’s only because I helped you hide it from your aunt that your sister didn’t deserve it, but I didn’t know that they were doing this to me.” She complained painfully.
I used to say that I might have some pity, but now…
I’m really weak. I’m just too weak to say, “What does it matter to me?”
“Read, what’s wrong with you? How did you end up like this, so mean to me? She cried on the phone.
I just can’t believe it. It’s them who hurt her. And finally, is it my fault?
“Mom, I’ve always wondered how good it would be if I could sleep, but now that I have children, I’m afraid to die. Will you stop tormenting me?”
“Go home, I’m selling the house. I did my best to say the last word.
I was doing my eyebrows in the mirror when I answered the phone.
I didn’t know when I accidentally cut my wrist with my eyebrow, and there was so much blood on the ground, and my clothes were all blurry, but I was so relaxed.
I found a lot of blood on the ground and my clothes.
It’s coming out of my nose.
Eyes are getting blurred.
I saw Jiang Young coming at me as if he was sorry, always causing him trouble.
But I’m really weak.
I’m too tired.
I woke up from the hospital, lying next to me, and my daughter slept next to me.
When she saw me open her eyes, she lit them up and shouted, “Mother is awake! I’m sorry.
Jiangyang’s eyes are covered in blood, and he hasn’t shaved his beard.
He used to be clean.
I reached out and touched his beard.
He held me in his back and kept rubbing my hand with his face.
Ms. Song, when we were crying and laughing, he pulled Papa Jiang out of the room and said, “Yang, what’s the matter with you?” I’m sorry.
I saw my dad snuggling at the door.
When I looked over, he tried to come in.
“The bad guy! The bad guy! Don’t bully my mom. I’m sorry.
And my father’s tears were dripping out, and he said to me, “Remember, I’m sorry!”
All the time I’m like a treasure, everyone’s apologizing to me.
I looked at my father, and I used all my strength: “Can I see you less later?” But I’m really sorry to see you. I’m sorry.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
“I’m your only child! Why are you doing this to me? I’m sorry.
I started crying again, and I couldn’t help it.
I breathed out loud, and my daughter was standing next to me.
Crawl to the bed and hold me, and shiver: “Mom, do not take me away! I’ll do what I say. You’ve lost so much blood. I’m sorry.
“Is it me? Then you can hit me and yell at me. I won’t blame you, Mom! I’m sorry.
My father’s tears were dripping, and finally he choked: “You don’t owe us, you’re sorry to your mother, don’t make it difficult for yourself.” I’m sorry.
“No, I’m not! Just live!”
I just realized that the doctor said I had moderate depression, which was associated with a very serious suicidal tendency.
Suicide? Yes, there was a long time ago.
But I used to be afraid of pain.
Now that I have a daughter, I’m scared! Afraid I’m not in the world.
But the doctor says it’s a disease.
Can’t say it’s all on its own.
I have some information on this, and some fear.
Home from the hospital, a little overwhelmed.
If I die, I’m sorry for the Gangyang family.
He could have married a good wife, mental health, physical well-being and lived with him and beauty.
But he married me and I became his towed bottle.
Always causing him trouble.
I quit my job because I’m sick. I have to write.
But I really don’t have the status.
It’s another insomnia night, and I’m doing it and I’m writing little ideas with my notebook.
It’s probably because I’m getting worse and worse, and it scares me.
Jiangyan stood in front of me for the first time with so much fire.
“What the fuck are you doing? You don’t think I can afford you? * He’s got all the bruises on his forehead. *
Said he held me up and threw me in the bed.
Then lying in my shoulderpit, I felt him crying.
I’m a little overwhelmed.
“I’m really scared. I’m scared! You’re not here anymore. Will you live? I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you when I first met you. I’m sorry.
Jiangyang is a very hard-mouthed man.
He rarely said that.
I held him back and cried, “I’m sorry, I really don’t know if I would ever marry you.” I’m sorry.
“I really didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry.
“I knew I would never marry you if I were sick. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I really don’t know why. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, I’ve always caused you trouble! I’m sorry.
I cried in his arms, and he cried.
He kissed my tears over and over again.
And said: I am sorry that I did not take good care of you. I’m sorry.
“Sorry, I should have been around you sooner. I’m sorry.
“Just sick, okay. I’m sorry.
“Really, it’s okay. I’m with you. I’ll always be with you. I’m sorry.
“When we get better together, we’ll be with the kids and we’ll be traveling. I’m sorry.
“We haven’t been to many places! I’m sorry.
“You’ll be fine. Think better! I’m sorry.
And that night, we slept together.
8.
A family meeting was held the next day, and Mr. Song and Papa Jiang showed me their savings and our house has been sold.
I’ve always known Jiangyang’s wages and earnings, but I never spent his money before.
This time I took his salary card for a lot of reasons.
And my daughter looked up at me with my legs, and she said, “Mom, I can eat less. Mom does what you like. I’m sorry.
My dad took my mom home and he didn’t call me.
I’ve moved all the clients I introduced to my cousin, and she’s in trouble with the money chain and she can’t open it.
I sold the house, and my mom took her.
There was no free labour for her cousin and she took her children to other cities.
Before she left, she called me and said, “You are so mean. I’m sorry.
I took the phone before I could pick it up.
“I’m going to block everything that upsets you. I’m sorry.
I’ve heard it from other relatives since that time.
Not only did my cousin and my sister-in-law lose face, but my mom couldn’t look her head in front of her relatives.
Everyone’s saying she’s been out of her mind for the rest of her life.
She was usually told when she left.
But if she wanted to see me, my dad would stop her and talk, and she would come and divorce me.
My dad hasn’t called me in a long time.
But he used to beat up Jiangyan, and I can hear from time to time: “Did she eat?” I didn’t throw any fertilizers. I brought her pure food. Did she ask me? I’m sorry.
When Jiangyan sees me coming, he’ll hang up.
He was afraid that my emotions would be affected again.
More than a year later, New Year’s.
My dad asked if Kang-yang would let me record a message for him, just listen to my voice.
I looked at him and kissed him on the forehead: “I have you now. I’m not afraid of anything! I’m sorry.
I called my dad. I felt like he wasn’t alive.
We all know better than before.
Just say weather, fish pond orchards.
I asked him if he needed money. He said he had a pension and he saved me a lot of money.
I let him spend it! I don’t need it anymore.
Liu Yi-hong was in need 10 years ago, and I don’t need it anymore.
My dad finally choked on the phone and said, “Will it affect you if you say so much already?” You call me Dad, I’m satisfied. I’m sorry.
“Read, if you don’t want to think of me, don’t think about it! I’m sorry.
I quickly hung up on the phone and cried.
I’m in a much better position, and I rarely think about what happened.
I cook for you once in a while, pick up my daughter from school.
When Jiangyang was resting, he was traveling with him.
I started to get inspired and write a story.
A little fox has nine tails.
It was said that the heart of the Nine-Fox had always been alive, and her mother had ripped her heart out and fed it to her dying sister.
If the Nine Foxes escape, they’re going to rot.
Saved by a common human, who has nothing.
But he split his heart half, and the fox had humanity.
Jiangyan asked me what happened?
It was later known that the fox’s mother had been seduced by the obsession, and that the fox had almost spoken.
But because of that half of the heart, it’s human.
“Did she forgive her mother? I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t forgive me, because the fox has her most important man.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
