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    She frowned slightly.  Stand on that windy intersection.  The wind lifted her long hair.  She has a clean face.  There seemed to be stars shining in the eyes.

    She is cold.  Wearing only a thin coat.  The sky was gloomy, and the sun was hiding behind the dark clouds.

    She is beautiful.  17-year-old blooming age.  But only the IQ of a five-year-old child.  The clothes on her body were old and faded.

    Her mother was also mentally unsound, because a candy was cheated by a man, and she was abandoned after she became pregnant.  In desperation, she could only marry a man ten years older than her.

    The man's family is very poor and cannot marry a wife.  So it doesn't mind that the bride is pregnant.

    She was born shortly thereafter.

    Then the eldest sister, second sister, third sister, and fourth sister were born.  They grew up wearing unwanted clothes and eating the worst food.  They have no chance to study.  The family relies entirely on the income of the father alone.  Life was tough.

    And her second sister and third sister followed the mother's old path.  Because of the temptation of a candy, he was easily deceived.

    And when she was 17 years old, her mother married a 35-year-old disabled person with a gift money of 20,000 yuan.

    this is a true story.  I have seen her in the story.  About ten years ago.  As an adult, she passed my house drooling, and my grandma told me that she was a fool.

    I naively asked grandma why she would be a fool.

    Grandma said that it was because she was a child of a close relative.

    Inbreeding, that was the first time I heard this term.

    Maybe she will never know who her real father is?  The man who tricked her mother away with a candy.

    When my grandfather passed away, I went back to my hometown.  Saw her again.  But I have no memory of her.  I heard that she was kicked out of the house by her husband's family after giving birth because she was too stupid.  And then married someone else Whether she was happy or not, I don't know.

    It just felt like she was being kicked around like an object.  What is the meaning of coming to this world.  Maybe she yearned for love, freedom, and wealth Although she was beautiful, she fell to such a point.  Her sisters were not much better off than she was.  Because of poverty, they were imprisoned in pedantic cages.  They don't read, and they haven't seen the outside world.  easily captured.

    I think I am too hypocritical.  Always moved or sad by inexplicable things.

    I listened to their stories, and the countless flying pictures seemed to be the same as I experienced them together.  Watch them crawl slowly in the annual rings of the years.

    See their vicissitudes of life fighting against their unfortunate fate.

    But the humble and insignificant me can't save them.

    I have freedom and dreams.  It's the luckiest thing I've ever done.  And how long is life, who can say clearly.

    When I return to my hometown.  The once-familiar path has become very strange.  I remember that small road was full of people, and it was very lively every night, but there were only ruins left.  The old ones passed away, and the young ones stayed far away and never came back.

    Those who grew up with me are old.

    They smiled and said, you haven't changed a bit in all these years.

    And these people are already old, I can't remember who they are at all.  All I can do is um oh oh oh.  like a fool.

    I am a guest returning from afar.  So the moment I walked into the house, my father set off firecrackers outside the door.  At that moment, alienation and isolation emerged spontaneously.  12 midnight.  Uncle greeted me outside the door.

    For so many years.  It was the first time that so many families got together.  But it was because of the death of grandpa.

    Aunts, uncles, cousins, cousins, uncles, third uncles, younger uncles, cousinscrowded the entire living room.

    I will miss my grandpa.  my family.

    Because we shed the same blood.

    I am very stubborn.

    Stubbornly refused to look back.  Pain that is destined to be felt.

    And every experience will make me grow.

    Every tear shed is a sign of maturity.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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