Something in little Tan Miao's heart gradually collapsed.
She kept telling herself that it was not easy for her mother to raise her by herself. As a daughter, she should be considerate of her mother and understand how hard it is for her to support her family alone. She shouldn't blame her mother, but she can only blame herself for not being good enough, hard enough, and obedient enough, not as smart as that so-and-so's child, and not as well-behaved as that so-and-so's granddaughter.
However, even if she tried to persuade herself again and again with the reason that being a single mother is too hard, Tan Miao couldn't bear it anymore.
She couldn't help feeling resentful in her heart.
She resented the father who left the family and left her alone, resented the mother who always told her how much he had sacrificed for her, but beat her again and again, and resented why she had to suffer all this.
The child who is smarter than her obviously does not get full marks in every test, even if his grades drop, he will be taken to the amusement park by his parents to encourage him to improve next time;
The child who is more well-behaved than her is obviously not obedient in everything, she will also hide pocket money to buy snacks, and she doesn't want to eat when she returns home. She will also pester her grandparents to buy her favorite Barbie dolls and beautiful skirts in the mall.
And what about her?
She is sensible and obedient.
With a full score on the test paper, her grades have never been lower than 95 points since she was a child, and she has always been in the top three in the class.
She never asked for new clothes, even if her mother used old clothes to make them smaller for her, she would be happy.
She only has pocket money of one or two cents a week, and she still has to ask many times to get it.
Other children can buy ice cream, but she can only luxury to buy ice cubes in a ten-cent plastic bag once a week, and when she licks them eagerly, she feels extremely happy.
But my mother can't see this, and she never touches her head and praises her because she is sensible and well-behaved.
In the eyes of my mother, these seem to be what she should do.
It is not easy for Tan Miao to understand her mother, but her mother never understands her hardships.
It is indeed not easy to raise a daughter as a single mother, but is it easy for children who grow up in a single-parent family?
Little Tan Miao couldn't understand too much, she just gradually accumulated layer after layer of haze in her heart from being simple and considerate in the past.
For other children, the mother's smiling face, mother's voice, and mother's smell all mean the patron saint, making them feel at ease and warm.
But for Tan Miao, her mother's smiling face is just a hypocritical boast to others, her mother's voice is endless scolding, complaining, and complaining, her mother's taste is the salty taste of tears, and her mother's approach will not make her feel at ease, but will endure Shaking uncontrollably, I shrank my head and neck to save myself from being beaten.
Gradually, she grew up.
In addition to studying, Lei Fang began to be on guard against others.
"I tell you, if you dare to follow xxx and fall in love, I will break your legs!"
"Only a bastard would fool around with those boys at a young age!"
"Don't talk to male classmates, don't hang out with them, don't give them home phone numbers!"
Originally a cute and beautiful little girl, she gradually became inferior and numb.
She always shrank her neck and hunched her back, not daring to look directly at others. No one can notice whether this girl is good-looking or not. No matter what classmate of that class mentions her, they seem to be transparent people with no impression.
Tan Miao went to high school, went to college, and even found a job after graduation. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com