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Chapter 314 Good Girl 5
As the mother spoke, the tears couldn't stop falling.

I panicked immediately, reached out my hand to wipe away the tears on my mother's face, and said hastily: "Okay, I'll go, I'll go, mom, don't cry, don't cry."

My mother smiled with tears in her eyes, hugged me, and said, "Thank you, Xiaohuan. Mom knows you are the most sensible."

At this moment, I suddenly remembered how similar this scene was when I was three years old!
I wanted to laugh, but the corners of my mouth moved, but I still didn't laugh.

Goodbye, piano.

Learning to dance is a very tiring thing. At first, I always cried out in pain, looking at my mother with teary eyes, and found that there were tears in my mother's eyes, and I couldn't help it all at once.

"Mom, I hurt!" I cried.

With tears in her eyes, my mother said to me disappointedly: "Xiao Huan, you have let mom down so much!"

I forgot about the pain for a while, and stared blankly at my mother.

"Can you bear it for your mother, mother is only you now, what do you eat and live in, what do you use? Doesn't your mother spend money? It's really not easy for mother, so you can't be considerate of mother How much did your mother pay for you? Could it be that you can’t even bear this pain now? Can’t you work hard for your mother?” said the mother disappointedly.

I feel my ligaments throbbing, but my heart hurts more than that, yeah, I didn't deserve it!It is already very hard for my mother to earn money to support the family by herself. How can I not bear this little pain!

These pains are nothing.

I study hard and study hard.

I endured the pain, wiped away my tears, and smiled at my mother: "Well! Mom is wrong, I will continue to work hard."

Only then did the mother show a smile, with a look of relief on her face: "This is my mother's good boy."

I nodded and continued to practice.

Maybe I have no talent in dancing at all!

At least much worse than painting and playing the piano.

I've worked hard, but I can't seem to achieve excellence.

Looking at my mother's disappointed eyes, I was very sad, and there seemed to be nothing I could do except continue to grit my teeth and practice hard.

One day when my mother came back from the outside, seeing me who was still practicing hard, she suddenly lost her composure.

"What did you practice? You're still not the same as you are now! It's useless! It's useless! It's useless at all! What's the use of raising you so big? You can't even do this well, you say Why should I raise you!" My mother shouted at me angrily.

I stopped at a loss and stood aside obediently listening to my mother.

"Why don't you say you can't be angry?" Mother's tears fell, and the disappointment in her eyes deeply hurt my young heart.

I want to explain: "Mom, I've tried so hard..."

"What's the use of hard work! Aren't you still like this now? How much progress do you think you have made? Ah! Have you won any awards? No, nothing! How can I have such a disappointing daughter as you?" You, you let me down too much." The mother was heartbroken.

There were tears in my eyes, and I couldn’t open my mouth even if I wanted to explain. As my mother said, I haven’t made much progress, and I haven’t won any awards. It’s so ordinary. This is the result of my hard work. If I didn’t If I practice, then I can't even reach ordinary.

I am so bad...

(End of this chapter)