But as she ate, her tears fell into the bowl.
Even her grandmother, who had raised her since she was a child, wouldn't let her pick up any food out of disdain. She was so annoying before, so her godmother must be the same.
But a month ago, during those days in Kyoto, no matter how angry my mother was, she would never stop me from eating. Instead, she would still put meat or eggs into my bowl during meals...
What about her at that time?
But she didn't appreciate it at all!
Thinking of this, Zhuang Tiantian couldn't help sobbing.
Seeing that she had no appetite, Qiao Qingqing put down her bowl and chopsticks after she finished eating.
The little girl cried very sadly, but Qiao Qingqing had no intention of comforting her.
Instead, Qiao Qingqing waited until the little girl had almost finished crying and started sobbing before she spoke.
"Tiantian, there is a truth that children will never understand. Do you know what it is?"
Zhuang Tiantian raised her head with tears in her eyes and looked at her through her blurry eyes.
Qiao Qingqing's face was very calm, "That is, if you want to get anything here, you have to pay a price."
Zhuang Tiantian naturally didn’t understand.
"To put it simply, it means doing the work. If you want to eat, you have to work hard, such as helping me light the fire and pick vegetables."
Hearing this, Zhuang Tiantian wiped her eyes and said, "But...but at home, my mother cooks and I don't have to do anything, can I still eat?"
"That's because, with your mother, the price you have to pay for anything you want is the lowest."
"For example, if you want a pencil, you have to pay money if you go to the store to buy it; if you want it from the teacher, you need to exchange it with your good grades; but if you get it from your mother, you don't have to pay anything."
"However, the pencil your mother gave you may seem free, but in fact it also consumed money, and this money is your mother's love for you."
"Anything your mother gives you can be free, provided that her love for you has not been exhausted."
"But love is like money. If you only spend and don't earn, it will be used up sooner or later. Once you have used up your mother's love for you, you will never get anything free from her again."
After hearing this, Tiantian seemed to understand vaguely.
She pursed her lips: "Godmother, has the love I have from my mother been used up?"
Qiao Qingqing asked back: "What do you think? What you did to your mother before, do you think you are consuming her love for you?"
“Wuwuwu…” Tiantian has realized that she seems to be losing her mother’s love.
This made the little girl extremely panicked, and she cried and said, "I don't want to lose my mother's love. I know I was wrong, and I will never do that again!"
Seeing that she was truly touched, Qiao Qingqing's tone gradually softened.
"Tiantian, love can be consumed, but it can also grow. The most direct and effective way to gain love is to give love as well."
“Love is the cheapest but most precious thing in the world. Those who don’t know how to cherish it will end up with only people who are only pursuing their own interests.”
"You are still young and cannot tell what is truly good and what is truly bad, but you must remember that when a person is unwilling to give up on you no matter how hard or tired he or she is, and would rather go hungry than give you food, then that person loves you."
"You can choose to be dismissive of such love, but you must be mentally prepared. Once you throw it away, it will be difficult to turn back, because a person's heart is not cold overnight, and a cold heart is difficult to warm up again."
Tiantian may never be able to understand these words now.
But she vaguely understood what her godmother meant. If she wanted her mother to continue loving her, then she had to love her mother too.
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