Chapter 1 Returning to my daughter's childhood
(Not aggrieved, the main character of the family of three is that one of them vents when he is angry, the daughter learns martial arts, the poor little girl is transformed into a Siberian tiger, and she will not have any more children, she is an only child.
The time period is the late 1990s, and we will try to stick to the reality at that time. ）
When Song Rui was eighteen years old, she went to her brother's high school in the county town to give him something.
On the way back, she met a few hooligans who tried to take her away. She was scared to death and managed to escape.
She told her parents about this, and a few days later her brother Song Baohe was carried back from the county town.
My parents said that Song Baohe had his legs broken by gangsters because he wanted to avenge her, and he could no longer go to high school.
Song Baohe was lying on a stretcher, and he comforted her, "Sister, you don't have to be afraid this time. I beat those little hooligans so hard that they pissed and pissed themselves! They will never dare to come back to our county again!"
From that day on, Song Rui never met those little hooligans again, and she became the real sinner in the family.
She began to work day and night, inside and outside the house.
She spent all the money she earned on treating her brother's leg, but Song Baohe's leg still became diseased and he became lame.
My parents said that she ruined my brother's life.
In order to atone her sins, she did her best to take care of Song Baohe throughout her life.
She gave him money to buy a house, marry him off, and support his family, but she couldn't even take care of her own family and her life was a mess.
You spend half your life raising a child, but what do you get in return?
Her daughter blamed her for going abroad to work at such a young age and not even knowing whether she was alive or dead.
The son is also an ungrateful person, just like his uncle, no matter how much he asks for, it is never enough.
Song Rui really regretted it.
But when she realized that Song Baohe was lying to her, everything had already been decided and nothing could be changed.
In front of the hospital bed, Song Baohe, who is still in good health, smiled and looked very proud.
"Sister, you can't blame me for this. I was so young back then, and that was all taught by my parents.
They are old and are afraid that if my legs become lame, no one will take care of me, so they put all the blame on you.
As a son, of course I have to listen to my parents, as they are also doing this for the sake of the Song family’s roots. ”
"Sister, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being a man and not being able to carry on the family line. You can also blame yourself for being stupid. You believed everything I told my parents. How could I possibly stand up for you? I am the only child in our Song family."
"And have you ever thought about why those hooligans targeted you? It's because I boasted outside that my sister is beautiful and wild!"
"Also, sister, aren't you curious why Nan Nan, who has always been obedient and sensible, never contacted you again after she left?"
"Because she was admitted to university that year, but I burned her admission letter. I told her that you didn't want her to go to school. You just wanted her to work abroad. The farther the better, as long as she could send money back."
"She doesn't even have time to hate you, so how could she contact you?"
After hearing this, Song Rui wanted to kill him.
She wanted to atone for her sins, but she never wanted her daughter to atone with her.
That year, my daughter took the college entrance examination, but my son was making a fuss about dropping out of school.
She was busy and exhausted, so Song Baohe took the initiative to suggest that Nan Nan live with him and he would take good care of her.
She thought Nan Nan could get a better learning environment there, but it turned out that she was the one who harmed her.
"Why, why did you want to harm Nan Nan! My Nan Nan..."
Song Baohe sneered, "If she goes to college, what about my son's tuition? How can you be willing to pay for my son's schooling? She is just a little girl, how can she be as important as my son? You can only serve me in this life, so your daughter must give way to my son."
"And your son. People always say that nephews look like their uncles. Your son really looks like me. Nan Nan didn't believe me at first and called you, but it was Xiao Jun who answered the phone. He cooperated with me and lied to her. Do you know why?"
"Because I promised to buy him a video game console. He was already seventeen years old that year, right? He ruined his sister's future just because of a video game console. He is even worse than me!"
Song Rui felt a sweet and fishy taste in her throat. Thinking of her son, she felt so hateful that her heart was broken.
She burst out the last bit of strength from her body and rushed towards Song Baohe.
But Song Baohe threw away his crutches and dodged easily.
"Sister, look at my memory. I forgot to tell you that my leg healed a long time ago. I have to thank you for the money you gave me every year."
What did he forget to tell her? He was hiding it from her on purpose.
Only in this way could she always feel guilty and be firmly controlled by him.
And now, she is back.
I came back with all the memories, all the debts and hatreds.
"Sister, Xiaojia wants four big items for marriage, which are a washing machine, a TV, a refrigerator and a tape recorder. She also wants 2,000 yuan as a betrothal gift. You know the condition of my legs. If someone asks for more, our family can't say anything. You see... when are you going to transfer the money back?"
Song Baohe's voice came clearly from the microphone at the entrance of the convenience store.
Song Rui, who was holding the microphone, stretched out her other hand and looked at it. Her skin was fair and tender, and her joints had not been deformed due to long-term hard work.
She really went back to her youth.
On the other end of the phone, Song Baohe didn't hear her answer, and said anxiously: "Sister, you are not willing to spend the money, are you? I know I have been a burden to you in the past few years. If my legs hadn't been broken, you wouldn't have to suffer so much."
"Sister, if you really can't bear to let go, forget it. At worst, I won't get married. Although our mom and dad have always been looking forward to having a grandchild, it's their son's fault. I..."
"good."
Song Baohe's lengthy speech of begging for pity was interrupted by a loud "oh".
Song Rui calmed down and said, "It's enough for you to understand that you are useless. Forget about marrying a wife. It's hard for you to marry a wife, not to mention raising a wife and children in the future. It's better for you to be alone. The Song family doesn't have a throne to inherit."
After Song Rui finished speaking, she hung up the phone without caring about Song Baohe's reaction.
She took out a dime from her pocket and handed it to Aunt Jiang in the store, then quickened her pace and walked home.
The phone behind him rang again, and Song Baohe called back.
Aunt Jiang called her to answer the phone, but she didn't turn around.
Along the way, she kept looking up and down the street.
She's back, she's really back.
Back to 1990, when she was 24 years old.
At that time, she had just been married for five years and her daughter Nan Nan was only four years old.
She hadn't done anything too wrong and hadn't sacrificed her life for those ungrateful people.
She still has a chance to be a good mother.
Song Rui's eyes were so sore that she almost cried.
She quickened her pace and ran into the home where she had lived for many years.
Pushing open the door, I found the small room was narrow and dim, and the furnishings in the room were shabby.
But none of that matters.
Song Rui walked to the kang, looked at her sleeping daughter, and instantly burst into tears.
Her daughter, her Nan Nan, was sleeping soundly on the kang.
His thin body smelled of milk, his hands and feet were a little cold because the room was too cold, and his clothes were patched.
But she slept soundly.
She hasn't experienced so much indelible pain yet.
Song Rui wiped her tears, took off her old cotton jacket and covered her with it.
He turned around and went out, and came back with a pile of firewood.
She felt sorry for her daughter, but many people also felt sorry for her.
Her parents' family and her husband's family were surrounded by a group of jackals, who wanted to smash her bones to pieces.
There is no way she could take a step back in this life.
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