When I was 3 years old in elementary school, my parents divorced, and I was the last one to know. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info dad went out of the house, and they told me very tactfully, I looked at them blankly and said, ah?

When I was 6 years old in elementary school, at my grandmother's house, my mother took a photo of a man and said to me, this is the father that my mother has just found for you, he is very good, and I hope you can get along well in the future. Grandma also said on the side, well, I heard that he can't have children, he and his ex-wife are divorced because they can't have children, you don't have to worry about having younger brothers and sisters, others look good, just be good to your mother. I smiled and said, well, Mom, if you like it.

The following year, they held a wedding, and I sat in the corner in front of everyone's gaze and tried to reduce my presence.

In the third year of junior high school, my mother was pregnant, and then because I couldn't learn anything in the second half of the semester, I failed the exam, and my mother took me home, and I didn't take the books in the desk, because it was very embarrassing, but it is estimated that no one in the class will care. Under my grandfather's sarcasm, my mother's sighs, and my stepfather's hypocritical persuasion, I went to a vocational secondary school.

Half a year later, my mother gave birth to a boy, my relatives were happy, everyone was happy, I silently held the novel in my arms, and continued to have a happy expression on my face...

Because of the news that the government said that the vocational schools were going to be merged, I left the vocational secondary school and came to the vocational high school to study early childhood education, which is a boarding school, and I had good classmates, because the professional classes were very good, and the popularity in the class was very good.

After graduating in three years, my mother opened a kindergarten, I became a preschool teacher, I attended classes in the class during the day, and lived in the children's dormitory at night, without my own room, I put my things in a small cabinet, and I didn't dare to turn off the lights at night, so I prepared a long stick, so that I could turn off the lights when lying in the bed, and I would also prepare a Walkman, and when I was afraid that I couldn't sleep, I would play a song, and the song made me not afraid. You have to get up early in the morning, because the kindergarten is a public place, if you lie in bed then you will be seen by the parents and teachers, every day is to quickly clean up the dormitory, wash everything back into place.

My mother, brother and stepfather lived in the only bedroom of the kindergarten, facing the kitchen, and I didn't think about asking for my own room, because I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what my mother would think. But I never expected what they would prepare for me, and I began to become silent, reserved, and polite in front of them, just like an ordinary employee facing his boss.

Sometimes I'm confused, I have no goal in life, and I have to get by. Sometimes I also look forward to the day when I will have my own home, and I will have it in the family, and I don't need to be too big, and I don't need irrelevant people.

Until I met him, life began to have a rush, and then slowly, ran away from home, and he went to another city with him, at first I was afraid of calling the police at home, and then there was no news of me for several days, I found a classmate and found a job with her, and lived with peace of mind.

A year later, he led me home to propose, but the difficulties of my relatives, my mother's silence, and my stepfather's sarcasm did not make him give up on me, and the wedding went ahead as scheduled.

The night before the wedding, my relatives, who knew they couldn't stop me, changed their tunes and blessed me. My stepfather resolutely refused to participate, and I looked at my silent mother for help, and she said, you go and persuade your uncle, everything depends on his attitude.

I went to their room, the door was open, the comfortable double bed inside, the soft sofa, and the skit was playing on the computer that was still open. Stepdad is standing in front of the window...... The conversation ended in tears, but thankfully it wasn't in vain.

Wearing a carefully bought wedding dress, happily nestled in his arms, the wedding ended with the stiff expressions of the old mother and stepfather...

After a few more years, my mother told me that she was going to divorce because her stepfather beat her, and I agreed. A few days later, the court successfully ruled on their divorce, and my mother went to another city.

The next winter, I found out that I was pregnant, quit my job, ate and drank at home every day, and 5 months later, my mother called and said that she came back in the garden, saying that there was a reason for the divorce, and that she would not mention the thing of being beaten, and said that she was reluctant to give up her brother, and that the distressed divorce was not good for the child, and your brother was so young.

Yes, my brother is still in elementary school, I should understand it, right? I don't care about it, I hung up the phone and touched my stomach, hehe, I was also in elementary school when I got divorced, why don't you feel sorry for me?

Mom, do you know why people don't like to find single-parent families nowadays, do you know what the reason is?