"Miaomiao, where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?"
Han Miao went out today without a driver. Before leaving home, Han Miao said he was going to Li Ao's house to play, but Song Ci just called Li Li, and Li Li said that Han Miao left after lunch.
Han Miao is now a grown-up girl and is very beautiful. Song Ci was worried that she might have met with an accident, so she called to ask about it.
Han Miao directly opened a video call for Song Ci. She took Lin Yutian's arm, pulled her into the camera, and said to Song Ci, "Mom, I'm playing at Tianbao's house."
Song Ci knew Lin Yutian, and Lin Yutian had visited the Han family once, but the Han family was too grand, and Lin Yutian felt uncomfortable there, so she stopped going there and it was Han Miao who went to Lin Yutian's house to play.
Lin Yutian was a little reserved when she saw Song Ci, and called out in a very low voice: "Auntie Song Song."
Song Ci waved at her and smiled, "Tianbao, is our Miaomiao doing her homework at your place again?" Song Ci knew very well what kind of person her daughter was.
Her expectations for Han Miao were not high. Han Miao was not a student who loved to study, and Song Ci did not expect Han Miao to be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.
After graduating from high school, Han Miao plans to go abroad to study in Hanover. As long as she can pass the examination of Hanover College, she will be able to succeed.
Lin Yutian lived up to her name, with a sweet smile. When she heard Song Ci say this, she quickly waved her hands and shook her head, saying, "No, no, she just came to play with me."
"Tianbao, don't cover up for Miaomiao. As her mother, I know exactly what she's like. Han Miaomiao, hurry up and finish writing. I'll ask your dad to take you home. It's too late, and it's not safe to take a taxi home alone."
“Okay, Mom!”
Han Miao hung up the phone and sent a message to Han Zhan, informing him to pick him up at the gate of Lin Yutian's community after get off work.
After receiving Han Zhan's affirmative reply, Han Miao put down his phone and said to Lin Yutian: "My mother looks down on me too much, hum!"
Lin Yutian showed an envious expression. She said, "I'm actually very envious of you. Your parents love you very much. They called at 8:30 to ask when you'll be home. It shows that they really care about you."
Lin Yutian clasped the pen in her hand with her fingers, bit her lip, and said with her head down, "Even if I'm not home at 11 o'clock, my mother won't call me."
Lin Yutian's mother worked hard at a foreign company and now has become a senior sales executive, which can be considered a happy ending after all the hardships. But as a single woman raising an elderly mother and a young daughter alone, she dare not relax for a moment, and cannot relax.
She may seem to be sitting comfortably in her current position, but in reality, many people in the company are eyeing her position covetously. If she makes even the slightest mistake, she will be dragged down by the slightest mistake.
Lin Yutian's mother often stayed up late to work overtime in order to support the family, so she paid less attention to Lin Yutian.
But less care does not mean less love.
"Tianbao, your mother has a very difficult life. The workplace is like a battlefield. You can never balance family and work. If your mother wants to take care of the family, she won't be able to keep her job. If she wants to keep her job, she will neglect the family a lot."
"Sweetheart, work is a heartless little bitch. Your mother has to fight for it all on her own. You and your grandmother are the closest people to your mother. You will always be one. You should support her. She neglects you not because she doesn't love you, but because she loves you too much and wants to give you the best she can. That's why she's working so hard to climb up."
Han Miao put down his pen, stood up, opened the window, and pointed at the lights of thousands of homes outside the window, as well as Fengxian District, Jinshan District, and Sanshengqiao District on the other side of the river.
"Tianbao, look."
Lin Yutian stood up and looked in the direction Han Miao pointed.
She stared at the tall buildings on the Sansheng Bridge Financial Street with a thoughtful expression in her eyes.
Han Miao told her, "Your mother is working overtime in one of the big houses right now. She wants to climb higher and make more money. She wants you to receive a better education and hopes that you and your children can live in Fengxian District or Jinshan District in the future."
"Look over there." Han Miao pointed in the direction of Fengxian District and Jinshan District. She told Lin Yutian, "Do you know that Fengxian District and Jinshan District are home to the richest people in Wangdong City? People who live in that area are worth at least hundreds of millions. And your mother worked hard and spent half her life to buy this house in the North Shore New District and give you a home. She will never be able to buy a house in that area in her lifetime."
"Do you understand? She worked hard to raise you to become a talent, hoping that you might be able to live in Fengxian District or Jinshan District in the future. But if she hadn't worked hard, and had only earned a little over 10,000 yuan a month, then you would most likely have only reached this point in your lives. Because you couldn't receive a better education and lacked resources, you would most likely only be able to marry a mediocre man in the future. If you had children, and you wanted to give them a better future, you would have to fight and take risks like your mother did! If at that time, while you were working overtime to give your child a bright future, your child at home complained that you didn't care enough about her, think about it, wouldn't you be heartbroken?"
After hearing what Han Miao said, Lin Yutian was stunned.
All along, she knew that her mother's hard work was for her, but she couldn't stop complaining about her mother's neglect and indifference towards her.
But after listening to Han Miao's words, Lin Yutian realized how difficult her mother's life was.
Parents who love their children will definitely plan for them in the long run.
Every parent was once a carefree teenager. It was love and responsibility that forced them to shoulder the burden and move forward just to fight for a future for their children.
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