Chapter 299: Longing for Freedom (7)

(7) Incredible cause and effect

My mother-in-law kept comforting me and said that it was her life, and it had nothing to do with what you said. Even if you prevent them from getting married, then she will still be abandoned, and maybe she will be even more unbearable than her husband's death! Just like the woman who committed suicide on the third floor, if it weren't for the alarm system that was equipped with this button to press for help, she would have died.

Zhenzhen is indeed that kind of extreme person, she grew up in the house of her adoptive parents, but because her adoptive mother treated her badly, she did not go back to see her adoptive parents once after work.

In fact, listening to her talk about how her adoptive mother "abused" her was quite generous to me compared to my mother's treatment of me.

I told her that my mother would slap me in front of someone because she saw my lips move and said I was swearing. In fact, I couldn't hold back my desire to cry, and my lips moved. Even after the slap, I had to stand on the stool and wash the dishes, and then continue to sweep the floor and rub the table, to put the house in order to look neat, so that the guests could really admire how capable my mother was. If she doesn't like it, I can't stop and rest.

When I heard it, I also wondered, "Is it my own mother?", because her Beijing adoptive mother just asked her to work, just scolded, and never beat her!

At that moment, I think of when I was a child, in those palatial living rooms, if I had been clever in talking, or if I had been more clever, then I might have grown up in the same adoptive parents' parents as Zhenzhen? Maybe I would have ordered something else like Zhenzhen, instead of losing my job as a collector, editor and broadcaster, and I could only do housework like when I was a child......

I remember when I was a freshman, I met Leping five years later, she didn't recognize me, and she and I grew up in a school compound for four years from my third grade to my first year of junior high school. She said that I was like a rickety old woman at that time, especially in the winter, when my fingers were frostbitten and I was washing clothes by the river, and her parents had talked about how I might die before the winter.

In fact, at that time, I felt that Hu Tu's sister was even more pitiful than me, because I often saw her crying heartbreakingly. When I say this, Leping thinks it's very strange: Isn't it more pitiful to think that you don't even let you cry and dare not cry?

It turned out that when I fell off the balance beam in my first year of high school, I was so frightened that I completely forgot that I was the adopted daughter under the fence, which was quietly spread by Leping and them. In just three years, I went to boarding school and interned with the three teachers of the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League, and I was raised like an only daughter.

The strange thing is that Leping, who is the first in the exam every year and is carefully cared for, has a strange serious disease of cerebellar poisoning, and only went to college with me in the third year of the exam, and was bedridden in the sophomore year, when I went to visit her in the hospital, she trembled and shocked me. Then she came home, and I heard about her death when I inquired as I passed by.

And Hu Tu's sister, Hu Roushu, who often cried heartbreakingly, taught my younger brother (my fifth child) geography with a spring breeze on her face, and her younger brother's classmates nicknamed her "platypus", probably because she loved to cry and pout when she was a child, and she was stereotyped like a duck's beak.