Text: Yo Yo Xiaolu, Material: Yang Qian
"Statement: The material of the article comes from life, but it is higher than life, the storyline is purely fictional, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence, for the majority of netizens to read smoothly, use the first person narration, please read rationally"
When I was 9 years old, the experience of being fostered three times almost became a nightmare in my life, but fortunately, my adoptive father was warm-hearted, took me in, gave me care and love, spoiled me as a princess, and also healed my miserable childhood.
I will never forget my adoptive father's kindness to me, and when my husband and I finally had a shelter in the city where we worked, I thought about taking my adoptive father to settle down, but the day before our departure, my mother came to me and asked me to fulfill my obligation to support me.
She said, "Your brother is gone, you have to provide for me."
I sneered, "You abandoned me at the beginning, why do you ask me to support you now?"
After her face was red for a while, "I am your mother, I gave birth to you in October and gave you life, and for this point, you have to provide for me"
I asked rhetorically, "Really?" Is there a mother like you in the world? ”
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My mom is a poor woman, but she's also the woman I hate the most in my life.
I was born in the countryside in the 90s, when family planning was in full swing, but that didn't stop my parents from wanting a son.
I am the second in the family, in fact, I can be regarded as the third, because there are two older sisters in front of me, but the eldest one, when I was not born, because my grandmother took her to the river to wash clothes, I didn't pay attention and fell into the river and drowned.
Not long after the eldest sister died, my mother was pregnant with me again, this child, they were full of expectations that it would be a male baby, but they did not expect that after giving birth, they would inevitably be disappointed when they saw that it was a female baby, including my mother.
Ever since I was sensible, she always shouted at me after my dad had been snubbed, "Why aren't you a son?" How nice it would be if you were a son."
After she finished speaking, she touched her belly again, "I also blame my stomach for not being angry, after giving birth to you, I can't conceive for a long time, if I can't conceive again, your grandparents will definitely let your father divorce me"
After she finished speaking, she stared at me viciously, and I was afraid of being beaten, so I had to hide in the bedroom.
At that time, I was very envious of my sister, since the eldest sister left, she became the eldest in the family, because she was good at pretending to be pitiful and would please her parents, so I became the only undesirable child in the family.
It wasn't until I was 7 years old that my mother broke the news of her pregnancy again, and I thought that if my mother gave birth to a boy this time, my mother might focus all her attention on my younger brother, and then my life should be better.
Mom's pregnancy was carried out secretly, in order to give birth to the child smoothly, not long after the mother became pregnant, she and her father hid in a relative's house in the name of going out to work, and then the younger brother was almost a year old, and they came back.
Because my mother gave birth to a son, her status in the family has risen, and even her face to me has improved a lot, although my mother has always been not very good to me, but now I see that her life has changed a lot, and I am happy for her.
Just when I thought that my good days would come slowly, I suddenly heard my grandparents say that they were going to give me up for adoption, at first I thought it was their joke, until two days later a strange couple came to the house, I realized that this was something that my parents had planned as soon as they returned.
The financial pressure at home was too great, and I became the child who was abandoned, which seemed to be my predetermined fate, and I couldn't break free, so I could only obediently follow my adoptive parents.
It's just that I stayed at my adoptive parents' house for less than three months, and because my adoptive mother was pregnant, I was sent back to my biological parents' house.
Actually, I was quite happy when I first returned to my biological parents' house, although my family was poor, but it gave me a sense of security, but in less than a month, I was sent to another family.
Originally, they wanted to adopt a young boy, but boys were scarce at that time, so they had to take me home temporarily.
I was actually very nervous in this new home, because my adoptive parents had a very bad temper, and I didn't even dare to speak loudly, and I only dared to hide in my bedroom and cry secretly when I was wronged.
Once, because I broke a bowl while cooking, I was scolded by my adoptive mother who had just finished mahjong, and many years later, I still remember her harsh words at the time, she said, "I can't do such a little thing, what's the use of me raising you?" ”
I didn't dare to refute, I was aggrieved and shed tears, that night, I secretly buried myself in the quilt and cried, I thought about why my biological parents were so cruel, obviously they are both daughters, why my sister can stay at home, and I have to bear the fate of being adopted at a young age, the more I think about it, the more I hate it, and then I slowly fall asleep.
I always thought that this home might be my final destination, and I also wanted to compromise with fate, but who expected, I lived in this family for half a year, because they still wanted to adopt a boy, so they sent me back to my biological parents' house.
I was like a random object, they passed the buck to each other, sent back and forth, and even my own mother disliked me and said that it must be disobedient, so no one likes me.
I wanted to say no, I had tried my best to live in my new home, but when I looked up and saw the look of disgust in my mother's eyes, I found that all the words seemed to be so pale and weak, so I swallowed all the words I wanted to say.
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Not long after, an uncle who collected waste came to our village to collect waste, and when he saw that I was pitiful, he had the idea of adopting me.
He looked at me like a father, so I didn't hesitate to follow him.
If it weren't for his adoptive father telling his story, I never thought he would be a veteran, because his right leg is a little disabled and no girl can look down on him, so he has always been single and unmarried.
And his right leg, when he was discharged from the army and returned to his hometown, was left with a lifelong disability because he was hit by a car when he went to the town to buy something.
I have to say that my adoptive father is actually a poor person, he lost his parents at a young age, and later because of his disabled leg, his brother and sister-in-law also looked down on him, which is equivalent to in this world, he has also become a loner, I always feel that although the two of us have different experiences, but our fates are surprisingly similar.
On the day my adoptive father brought me home, he took my hand with a kind face and said, "Qianqian, the first time I saw you, I felt that there was a fate between us, and in the future, our father and daughter will depend on each other."
The look in his eyes when he said this was very sincere, and I never doubted the truth of what he said, but because of my previous unhappy adoption experience, it had actually produced a psychological shadow, and I didn't dare to believe what he said.
I didn't squeak, he didn't get angry, he happily prepared three meals a day for me every day, and sent me to school, rain or shine.
It's just that after a year of sending me, he never sent me to the school gate again, but just silently watched me enter the school from a short distance, even when it rained, he only watched from a short distance.
One time I couldn't help myself and asked him, "Uncle, why didn't you take me to the school gate?" ”
He was silent for a while before he said, "Shallow, I don't want your classmates to laugh at you for having a lame father."
I remember that there was a time when my classmates laughed at me for having a father with a leg disability, and I couldn't help but punch him, but it wasn't because my classmate's words hurt my pride, but because I felt that his words hurt my adoptive father.
Unexpectedly, my adoptive father really put this sentence in his heart, and he never dared to send me to the school gate again, but he has been carefully maintaining my self-esteem in his own unique way, and no one has ever done it for me.
For the first time, I took the initiative to take my adoptive father's hand and said, "Uncle, I don't care about anything, as long as we are both well"
Since then, my adoptive father and I have grown closer and deeper, knowing that we share the same destiny and are relatives who can rely on each other.
After I went to junior high school, my adoptive father took me to the county seat, and he said that my grades were good, and he couldn't delay me, and wanted to give me the best education, so he took me to the county seat without hesitation.
This is the first time in my life to go to the county, I have only heard others say that the county is much more prosperous and lively than the town, now I see with my own eyes, it is true, not only there are many people, all kinds of novel things are also dazzling.
My adoptive father may have seen the surprise in my eyes, and after we settled in the rental house that day, he took me out on a stroll around the streets, bought me some new dresses, and took me to get a new haircut.
The adoptive father said, "My family is also my uncle's little princess, as long as other children have it, my uncle will also try to let it have it"
When I heard this, I was moved to tears.
Since my adoptive father and I came to this new home, I have always called him uncle, and I have never called him dad, but he never minded, tolerated all my badness, and always cared for me like a father, how could I not be moved?
He was able to do this for me, and I naturally didn't want to disappoint him, so I excitedly called out to my adoptive father, "Dad, thank you"
When my adoptive father heard the change in my title, he was stunned for a while and cried excitedly, "Shallow, I'm so happy to hear your father."
I coquettishly threw myself into my adoptive father's arms, "Dad, as long as you like to hear it, I will call it like this in the future, until you are bored and don't want to listen to it."
A rough hand gently brushed the top of my head, and there was a sigh from my adoptive father in my ear, "Qianqian, the title of Dad, I will never get tired of it, I like it very much, as long as Qianqian is willing, you can always call it that"
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When I received the admission letter, my adoptive father was overwhelmed with joy and made a big table of delicious food to help me celebrate.
On that day, my adoptive father, who had never drunk alcohol, had a few rare sips, and we chatted while eating, which was very enjoyable, but in the middle of our meal, my biological parents actually came to the door.
Ever since I left my adoptive father, it seems that I have had a good or bad life, and with my departure, I have lost all my relationship with them.
When I was in junior high school, I actually secretly went back to my hometown to see them a few times, and I was both envious and jealous when I saw their family of four having fun in the yard.
My so-called younger brother sat in my mother's arms and lied on me, and my mother comforted the person in her arms with a loving face, although it was summer at that time, but my heart was like a layer of frost, the biting cold, the cold reached my heart, I almost ran away.
Since then, I have never been back to my hometown, because they have never had my daughter in their hearts, so why should I remember them anymore? I thought, now that I have the love of my adoptive father, let the unhappy things that I used to be happy go away with the wind.
It's just that now they are looking for the door, why?
My so-called father was not ambiguous, and said directly, "Shallow, today you were admitted to the university, and your mother and I came over to help you celebrate."
I didn't say anything, I glanced at my mother again, she said a little more cautiously, "Shallow, your father is right, you were admitted to college, and your father and I are happy for you."
If you don't come sooner or later, but at this time, I think that they must have a simple purpose, maybe they saw that I was admitted to the university, and they would find me with a good future in the future.
Sure enough, my dad said, "Shallow, you have a good future in the future, but don't forget us, your brother knows that you were admitted to university, but he is proud of you."
My heart suddenly collapsed, but I still tried my best to hold back, I said, "Whether I have a good future in the future or not, it has nothing to do with you, since the day you sent me away, you are no longer my family"
As soon as I said that, I desperately kicked them out of the house.
After they left, the whole living room began to calm again, and I was so angry that I didn't want to talk for a while.
At this moment, the adoptive father cautiously said, "Shallow, I'm sorry, this matter is Dad's fault, Dad thought, they are your biological parents after all, and the blood relationship can't be broken, so I told them the good news that you were admitted to college, I thought it was a good thing, and I didn't want to trouble you."
Seeing my adoptive father's self-reproachful face, I couldn't bear to be angry with him anymore, so I calmed down and said, "Dad, over the years, it was you who gave me a warm home, you are my relatives, since they have given up on me, I will no longer need their participation in the future, and in the future, you are the person I need to respect and take care of."
The adoptive father was in tears, and he kept nodding his head and saying yes.
After graduating from university, I stayed in the city where I went to school, which is located in Gangnam, which was the place I longed for when I was a child, although it is about 8 hours away from home by train, but this city is the place where I realize my dreams, and in the future, perhaps, I will do my best to get a place here.
When I graduated from college, my adoptive father was only about 50 years old, but his sideburns had turned a lot grayer, and I knew that this was the traces of time and the traces he had left for me over the years.
After I graduated, I let my adoptive father rest at home, I used to be raised by recycling waste, but now I can earn money to support my family, I hope my adoptive father can stop and rest.
Over the years, he has had more and more minor problems, often with backache, and I can't replace his pain, but for the rest of his life, I hope he can live a good life.
The adoptive father began to promise to be good, but he couldn't stay idle, although he didn't collect scrap anymore, and went to the disabled factory to get some manual work back to do.
I knew he couldn't be idle, so I went with him.
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I married my husband when I was 28 years old, and I burst into tears when my adoptive father pulled a bank card out of his pocket and handed it to me.
This card is all the savings of his adoptive father for so many years, and it is also his deep love for his daughter as a father.
The adoptive father said, "Shallow, this is the dowry that my father saved for you, not much, but it is the guarantee I gave you, although you are a daughter, but this is the confidence I gave you in my mother-in-law's house."
My husband is an orphan, in fact, there is no so-called in-law's family, but my adoptive father still gave me all his strength to marry, just hoping that my husband and I are on an equal footing and can get an equal voice in the family.
When I was 32 years old, my husband and I finally had our own house in the city where we worked.
After the house was renovated, my husband and I discussed and decided to bring my adoptive father to live with him, after all, my adoptive father was single and getting older, and if something happened to him alone in his hometown, we would be so far away.
Fortunately, my adoptive father was also a persuasive person, and finally agreed to settle in other places with me, but the day before we left, my own mother came to the door again.
It's been years since we last saw us, and she's looking older.
When she said that my so-called brother was no longer there, I was really stunned.
I think, this may be fate, once they wanted a son, and then their wish was fulfilled, and they cruelly gave away their own daughter, and now they lost their son in their old age, maybe it can be regarded as a kind of karma.
After a period of greetings, my mother was very direct, she said, "Shallow, your brother is gone, you have to support me"
I just thought I had misheard, and she repeated again, "Shallow, your brother is gone, and you have the responsibility and obligation to support your parents"
Raising and supporting are always mutually reinforcing, and since she has abandoned me and failed to fulfill her responsibility to support me, why should she ask me to support them?
I snorted coldly and said, "Have you forgotten how you abandoned me before?" Now why do you ask me to support you? You think I'm stupid, right? ”
"It is natural for children to support their parents, and we have given you life, if it weren't for us, how could you be where you are today?"
I sneered, I had never seen such a brazen person, and today I finally saw it.
But I'm not that easy to bully, I said, "If I'm not mistaken, you don't have more than one daughter, what's the matter, don't you like your eldest daughter very much, why don't you go to her?"
I watched her face go from red to white and from white to red, like a dyed disc, and then I said angrily, "She's too busy to take care of herself, so she doesn't have time to care about us."
I finally understood that she was looking at me and would be soft-hearted, wouldn't she? Although we haven't seen each other for many years, because of the blood relationship, I have sent them money a few times, but this may also give them the illusion that I am a soft persimmon and can be rounded and flattened, right?
So I replied unceremoniously, "The money I gave you before should be regarded as a repayment of your kindness to give birth to me, and in the future, don't come to me again, otherwise I will not be polite to you."
When I finished speaking, I shut her out of that door, and she kept scolding, and now I don't care.
I only know that my adoptive father is the one who is so kind to me, and in the future, I will only be good to my adoptive father, and as for those who are not related, then let him go.