Grandma Song advised, "Wenxue, come down and talk it over. If you don't want to stay with your mother, how about you live with me? You can stay with me until you take the exam."
The child was so depressed that he didn't even come to the old house to ask her for help.
It’s also her fault that she hasn’t noticed this situation recently.
Song Wenxue shook her head: "No, I'm too tired to live. Grandma, I want to go to another world to see whether people go to heaven or hell after death. Can they really be reincarnated? For someone like me who doesn't cherish life, can I only be reincarnated as an animal?"
"I don't like studying, and I don't want to get married. I just like cooking, but I can't buy a job without money, and I can't pass the job recruitment exam as well as others. What's the point of living?"
It's meaningless.
The girl smiled bitterly and continued, "It seems that no matter what I choose, it's a dead end. Even if I get married, will my husband support me forever? I have to work for my husband's family like an old ox, serve the man, take care of the children, and respect the elderly."
"Studying is too painful. Only death can save me from facing those math problems that I hate. Last year, there were more than five million people taking the college entrance examination. What about this year? I'm scared."
Knowing that her only option in the end was to get married, she felt fearful and uneasy.
Zhang Ling scolded him, "I have raised you for so many years and never asked you to make money for the family. But you are trying to kill yourself just by learning a small thing. You are so useless. How is it wrong for me as a mother to scold you?"
"Look at Song Wanyue and Song Xuemei. They are both girls. They have academic qualifications and are undergraduates. They were assigned jobs as soon as they graduated."
"Song Wanyue has a husband from a prominent family, a loving husband, and she is also a writer, earning 20 to 30 yuan a month from her writings."
"Compared to that, you're just useless."
"You still refuse to get married. You are good for nothing."
Seeing that her eldest daughter-in-law was rubbing salt into her granddaughter's wounds, Grandma Song couldn't help but slap her.
He cursed: "You, a sparrow, want to give birth to a phoenix? Look at what you are first."
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