Live Life to the Fullest

But after I got married, the distance between me and my mother was still fading.

My mother's complexion has not been very good. When someone came to say hello, my mother just said something perfunctorily.

In the end, he was praised for filial piety.

"After dinner, I will take you to your grandma."

In the afternoon, my mother stayed by my side, and relatives came to say hello to me, but my mother broke the topic with a few words.

Here are basically strangers, even among relatives, in my impression, I have seen two or three faces mixed up.

The funeral will be held for two days and will be buried in the afternoon the next day.

On the first night, a direct male Shouling is needed.

My brother and my dad will stay here for one night, and of course the children of my uncle and uncle’s family.

In the evening, my cousin came to me and asked me to sleep with her, but she was prevaricated by me.

Finally, my mother took me to my grandma's house in the neighboring village on an electric bicycle.

My grandmother’s house is the old house before, with only two rooms, the large room serves as both the living room and the master bedroom.

My mother slept with my grandma, so I cleaned up the small room next to me and slept.

There were a lot of sundries on that single bed. After I cleaned it up, my grandma brought me a clean quilt.

I am not picky about these. The only inconvenience is that it is not convenient to get up at night.

And at night, he likes to go to the toilet.

When I slept for a while and woke up to go to the bathroom, I just walked to the door of another bedroom and heard the conversation between my mother and my grandma.

I didn't expect my mother hadn't rested so late.

At this time, I heard my grandma ask my mother: "Is that child picked up from the hospital?"

"It might also be fate! When my child was gone, I felt that I couldn't have a relationship with my child's father. I was having that kind of business at the beginning. I couldn't help but I thought of this way.

"You child is too big-hearted. I didn't know to tell us at the beginning, so I just made my own way. This is not my own child. How can I be raised?..."

When I heard this, my head buzzed and my ears were a little deaf.

What do you mean? Am I not my mother's biological child?

Picked up from the hospital?

Am I an abandoned baby who was abandoned in the hospital? Was it adopted by my mother kindly?

I never thought that things would be so bloody.

In shock, my leg touched the broom next to me.

At this moment, my mother and my grandma were shocked.

My mother looked back at me, I stood in the shadows, watching my mother tentatively asking: "Is it late sunny?"

I suddenly don't know how to face these problems.

And these sudden truths.

Turning his head, he ran into his room, and then plugged in the bedroom door.

My head was in a mess, and this sentence echoed almost in my entire mind.

I am not my mother's birth, I am not her birth.

No wonder my mother’s feelings are so complicated, sometimes good, sometimes cold.

The attitude was cold and hot, but I didn't expect that I was not my mother's child at all.

There are not no children who have been adopted around, but many of them have been infertile for many years, and some have brought children to themselves in order to adopt girls.

The other is a child who was adopted because of infertility.

There is a younger brother below me, and the situation may be the first.

I have encountered many such things, but I didn't expect it would fall on myself one day.

I tossed over and over in bed and thought a lot, and finally I felt to take this matter to heart.

In any case, nurturing enlightenment is greater than giving birth to enlightenment. Even if my mother treats me inferiorly to my brother, it is still acceptable.

If I thought she was partial and patriarchal before, then now, I no longer have the right to resent.

After waking up the next day, my mother looked uncomfortable looking at me.

I smiled at her, and then helped her to wash her face with cleansing water.

"Last night..." My mother looked at me tentatively.

"Mom, you will always be my mother." I gave her a light hug and said to her.

As soon as this was said, my mother's tears flowed down, and finally she nodded and said hello.

I did not ask her about my life experience or who my biological parents are.

After washing up, my mother and I went to the funeral again.

It was not finished until the afternoon.

When I went back, I went back together in my brother's car.

Before leaving, the uncle and a few aunts packed a lot of local products in the car and took them home.

When I returned to Qingshi, my mother stuffed some into the suitcase.

When I got into the car, she looked at me with a complicated face, tears flashing in her eyes, but she didn't know what to say.

After breaking through the fact that I was not my own person, her mood was not very good. When relatives talked to her several times, she answered in a trance that she was not right.

After I came back from my hometown, I saw Youyou at home and hugged him and asked him, "Do you miss your mother?"

"Yes, I miss my mother very much."

After finishing talking, he acted like a baby again with me: "Mom, can you take me with you when you go out in the future?"

I kissed him and said: "Mom tries to find a way to bring you, OK?"

"it is good."

Hearing my answer, his face suddenly burst into laughter.

In the evening, I coaxed Youyou to go to bed early.

Luo Yao walked over and told me: "Those designers in the company can't get it. It's better to design some ordinary jewelry, but if there is no more unique design."

After finishing speaking, she said to me: "I have ordered some pink diamonds. You can personally start the design of this pink diamond. There is a jewelry design competition in China. I signed up for you. In addition to the judges, this competition will also The audience voted, we will fight for it when the time comes. If we win the prize, we can also promote our company."

"I have a design that has a rudimentary shape, and I will try to make it during this time."

"Why is your face so bad? The dark circles of your eyes can't be covered." Luo Yao suddenly approached, looking at my face and asked.

I thought of my life experience, and felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Luo Yao is my best friend, so naturally there is no need to hide it from her.

"I just found out that I am not my parents' biological daughter." I sighed and said to Luo Yao.

"I've guessed before, your parents are too obviously partial to you and your brother."

"But in my hometown, the phenomenon of patriarchy is already serious, so I didn't really think about it before."

"I know you feel uncomfortable, but you think, this incident has no effect on your life!" Luo Yao reached out and patted my shoulder to comfort me.

"It's true, except that it feels a little bit more uncomfortable in my heart, it doesn't affect my life. After all, I'm so old that even my children can use soy sauce." I sighed.

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