No.
All that remained was anger.
She looked at the hole in her pants, grabbed a feather duster, took a few steps to her, roughly pulled off her pants, and beat her severely without asking any questions.
"You're ten years old already, and you're still so naughty. Your pants are all torn. What kind of behavior is this? I'll beat you to death."
The injury on my knee felt like it was connected to my heart, and the pain intensified.
She cried and explained, begging her mother not to hit her and to tell her that she had been bullied by an older student.
But Mom got even angrier: "You're still trying to deny it?! It must be because you misbehaved at school and showed off that you got beaten up. Your pants are ruined and we have to buy new ones. You're such a waste of money! I'll beat you to death!"
There was no pity, only blame and beatings; there was no comfort, which was simply wishful thinking on her part.
There are also servants in the house.
My mother never considers anything of it.
She is now ten years old, no longer the baby who peed everywhere, but a girl who knows shame.
And so, in front of everyone, he pulled down her pants and kept hitting her.
At that time, she thought she had really done something wrong, and she went to school very carefully.
She would avoid any senior students who bullied her.
Seeing a single glance from someone would make her reflect on herself, and she would even inexplicably apologize to the students who bullied her, living an increasingly humble life.
Perhaps this is what makes a good child, and her mother will feel sorry for her.
Soon after, the same thing happened to her older sister.
She went home crying, her clothes scraping against the ground and leaving several tears, but she wasn't actually hurt.
My sister said that an older student pushed her a few times.
Thinking of the humiliation and pain she had felt from being beaten, she was so frightened that she threw herself in front of her sister and stretched out her short arms: "Mom, don't hit my sister, she knows she was wrong."
But her mother kicked her away: "What do you know? Those little sluts dare to bully my daughter. This is not over."
Afterwards, Mom picked up her older sister and asked her again and again if she was in pain. Seeing her sister cry, her eyes also filled with tears.
Afterwards, the mother went to the school and found the teacher. The older girl who had bullied her sister dropped out of school because of the mother's coercion and inducement.
The same thing was handled in different ways.
At just ten years old, she understood that her mother never thought she was wrong; it was just that she and her sister held different weight in her mother's heart.
She learned to be silent.
After that, she was bullied at school and never dared to go in front of her mother again.
Because what her mother gave her was not only physical harm, but also pain that struck her heart.
Even so, she still longed for her mother's attention and care.
So she studied desperately and worked hard to win one award after another, just wanting to hear her mother praise her: "My daughter is so excellent."
She has a very high IQ and is a recognized teenage genius. She skipped grades in both junior high and high school.
At only fourteen years old, he received an acceptance letter from a prestigious university and skipped home to show it to his mother.
Instead of her mother's praise, she received a hard slap in the face.
Her mother grabbed her ear and scolded her fiercely: "How can you be so selfish? She's your older sister, a few years older than you, and she's only in her final year of high school, do you know that?"
She cried in grievance and received another slap: "Do you want everyone to say that your sister is useless and you are smart? Don't even think about going to university."
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