Chapter 740 Grandpa’s PUA skills are very strong
After returning to the room, I called Xiao Shiqiu and told him what my mother had told me today. He was silent for a moment and then smiled, "This old lady is really capable of causing trouble. Don't worry, I will make arrangements. The Xiao family's banquet is not something she can do as she pleases."
Since the trial of Deng Sisi and her daughter's case is the day after tomorrow, I don't want to go back and forth, so I stay at home for one more day.
Unless it is a festival, I rarely go home and sleep until noon the next day.
When I went downstairs, I saw my mother sitting alone in the living room.
I casually asked, "Mom, you just got out of the hospital, why aren't you resting upstairs? Where's my dad?"
"Your father went to the factory early in the morning. Isn't it almost time for lunch? I wanted to wait for you to have breakfast together, but I didn't expect you to get up so late.
Did you stay up late last night? You’re young now and think staying up late is nothing, but over time you’ll find that your skin will become worse and your hair will fall out more easily…”
I am unfamiliar and unaccustomed to my mother's nagging concern, and it feels strange and out of place.
I said a little unnaturally, "Mom, I know, I know. You don't have to tell me. There are so many popular science articles on the Internet about the harms of staying up late. I didn't stay up late. I just didn't want to get up. I haven't slept in my bed at home for a long time. I miss it very much."
My mother then smiled, took my hand and said, "Child, you've been home too seldom for school in the past few years. You think your bed at home is nice, so you come back often to stay. Alas, I'm afraid that after you get married, you'll come home even less often."
I remained silent, feeling weird.
Originally, after Deng Sisi left our home, I thought my relationship with my mother would be much better, and this is what I hoped would happen.
But when my mother really started to show kindness to me and expressed her concern for me, I had a strange feeling that I was a spare tire.
Because she no longer had her beloved Deng Sisi, she had to choose to love me.
I began to imagine in my mind, what would I do if Xiao had someone he really liked, and because he couldn’t get the person, he chose to like me?
No, I can’t think about it. I’m almost pissed off as soon as I start thinking about it.
I thought about what Lao Xiao said to comfort me, and felt that reconciling with my mother was also reconciling with my own heart knot.
I can't continue to punish myself for her past mistakes.
So I took a deep breath and said calmly, "Mom, you never minded me not coming home during the holidays before. Is it because you feel lonely now that Deng Sisi is gone? Or is it because your maternal love suddenly has nowhere to go, so you remembered that you still have me as a backup daughter?"
My mother was stunned when she heard what I said and looked at me in disbelief, as if she didn't believe I would say that.
"Mengmeng, why do you think so? You are my daughter, what do you mean by a spare daughter..."
I interrupted her calmly: "Mom, I've always wanted to have a frank talk with you, but every time before, you always ended up losing your temper. Can you not lose your temper today?
If you're still ready to use your motherly authority to pressure me after a few more words, then just pretend I didn't say anything and we can just continue to maintain the superficial relationship of loving mother and filial son."
The proud Ms. Lin Shuyao's expression changed again and again. Finally, she held back and said softly, "Just say whatever you want to say. I'm not angry."
Finally, my mother started to be afraid of me.
I thought about it and asked in an objective and emotionless way, "Mom, I understand why you love Deng Sisi, but I never understand why you can't love both of us equally?
She's related to you by blood, but am I not? I thought I came from your womb, so logically, I should be closer.
Why do you express your love for her by suppressing me and making me unhappy?"
After saying that, I waited quietly for my mother's answer.
My mother's chest was heaving violently. I don't know if she was really afraid of pushing me away again, but she spoke with some difficulty: "Mengmeng, you are my child, how could I not love you? But you are the older sister, and I don't think there is anything wrong with you giving in to your younger sister. Mom also grew up like this when she was a child."
I closed my eyes. My grandfather’s PUA skills are really excellent. It has been so many years, but it’s still not out of date.
"But when Grandpa asked you to do this, did you feel happy? Didn't you feel a little bit unwilling? Didn't you ever question why the earlier you were born, the less love you received?"
My soul-searching three questions caught my mother off guard. She was silent for a long time before she said quietly, "I'm not happy, but your grandfather said that being the eldest sister is what it's like. It's my responsibility to take care of my younger siblings."
I laughed: "When did having younger brothers and sisters become the responsibility of an older sister? It's not like you forced your grandparents to give birth to them.
Just like Deng Sisi, did I force you to donate eggs? Why did you force the responsibility of taking care of her and giving in to her in every way onto me?
My mother's face began to turn pale. She bit her lip and said helplessly, "Mengmeng, I know I was wrong and I won't do it again.
Initially, Mom was just thinking about caring for her more because your aunt was in poor health and the family wasn't well off. She felt that Deng Sisi was suffering as she was also my child, so she was thinking about caring for her more.
Her voice was a little choked. I had never seen her so weak and helpless. Although I still felt resentful, I couldn't help but soften my heart.
I tried to stay calm. If I lost control of my emotions, this communication would end in failure like the previous ones.
"Mom, I think no matter who you want to love, it can't be at the cost of hurting another person. In order to satisfy Deng Sisi's psychology, you treated me harshly, regardless of whether I would be sad. How innocent am I?"
My mother avoided my gaze and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.
I secretly told myself that if this communication still couldn’t make my mother realize the problem, I might never mention it again and just maintain superficial politeness.
So I continued, "Because you had an unhappy childhood, even though I'm an only child, I have to live the same unhappy life as you. Are you taking your resentment towards Grandpa out on me?
Even if you think you shouldn't spoil me, why can't you treat me equally?
I used to think that I was not good enough, not likable enough, and even thought that I was adopted by you and dad!
If you don’t have the ability to love several children at the same time, wouldn’t it be better to just have one?
You're worried about her being wronged, but you think I deserve to be wronged. I don't understand your logic. Is it because I'm older than her?
When I was sixteen, she was fourteen. At sixteen, I was a grown-up kid and could handle being wronged, but when she was sixteen, you said she was still young and needed to be coaxed."
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