Chapter 315: Pain in Her Heart
In an instant, Song Cun felt as if his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows.
Her mother talks about money all the time.
But today is her birthday, why can't her mother forgive her?
She had no relatives or friends in the north city, and after graduation she looked for a job on her own. She didn't know how many obstacles she encountered before she found the current satisfactory company. She rented a house and moved by herself. After working overtime every day, she was reluctant to take a taxi and walked a kilometer from the subway station to go home at night. She also tried to save as much as possible on food expenses every day, just thinking about saving more money so that her parents could go out to work less.
Her parents didn't care about her life outside at all. Every time they called, they asked most about her salary. When they heard that there was overtime pay for overtime work, they urged her to work overtime every day.
She had just received her first month's salary and hadn't had time to send it home, but her mother had already lost her temper and scolded her.
Song Cun doesn't say some things, not because he can't see through them.
She just felt sad in her heart. After all, those were her parents who gave birth to her and raised her. No matter how her parents treated her, she always loved them in her heart. They were the closest people to her in the world, but the closer they were, the more they hurt her heart.
Song Cun clutched his cell phone, his throat blocked and he couldn't speak.
The bedroom door was half-closed, and everything she said could be heard clearly in the living room. Song Cun really didn't want to continue talking to her mother. She almost pleaded into the phone, "Mom, please stop talking. I will call you back on time after I get my salary next month. Song Xiao's phone is not cheap. If he doesn't want it, just ask him to send it back to me."
Who knew that her last sentence would anger her mother again? "Why are you being so sarcastic? I said a few words to you, what's wrong? Do you hate your brother? He's just a teenager, and it's the time when he cares about face. He wants an iPhone, so what if you buy him one? This is the first time he asks you for something, and you don't even give him face? Those girls in our village who go out to work early usually send big bags of things home. What about you? You're 22 this year, and you've studied for so many years. Calculate how much your father and I have invested in you, and how much have you given back to our family!"
"mom!"
"Would you please stop talking!"
Song Cun finally broke down, her throat was sore and unbearable. She didn't know why. She was also her mother's daughter. Why couldn't her mother love her more?
"Song Xiao loves face and has a strong sense of self-esteem, but what about me? What am I? Has he ever respected me as his sister? You spoil him and pamper him, so I have to spoil him too? I live frugally outside, but do I save money just for him to squander? You want me to buy him a cell phone that costs 10,000 yuan? Have you ever thought about how hard it is for me to earn this 10,000 yuan? Have you ever cared about my work and my life? Song Xiao lost face and you come to me to blame me, but have you ever asked me if I have been wronged outside?"
"Mom, I'm your daughter too!"
The huge bitterness that Song Cun had been holding back in his heart finally burst out. In the dark and small bedroom, Song Cun's tears fell silently drop by drop.
She cried quietly, afraid of being discovered.
After a long silence on the phone, her mother's cold and indifferent voice came, "Song Cun, I told you a long time ago not to compare yourself with your brother. You feel wronged? How old are you? What's wrong with being wronged? Your father and I have suffered a lot of grievances in our lives. You sit in an office every day, protected from the wind and rain, and earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. What grievances can you not swallow?"
The tears on Song Cun's face became more bitter. She lowered her head and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"Mom, I don't want to talk anymore. I'm going to hang up first. I have to get up early tomorrow."
For the first time, she hung up on her mother early.
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