"First of all, I want to say I'm sorry again. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Okay, I accept."

Xia Xueyou bowed to me very formally and behaved very sincerely. I frowned, nodded, and agreed. In the face of my family, I will not talk about the "principle" of not getting along with each other, nor will I ask for any "face", which is the biggest difference between me internally and externally.

"But I still stick to my point of view, brother, you need to work harder, more discipline, and only then can you reach the heights you should be."

"Height or not, that's all my own business. And I don't know if you understand this, it's ...... Perhaps at your age you will have a lot of fantasies, fantasies that you are extraordinary, unique, and beloved by God. But there is no one in this world who can really make contributions, and it is not a shameful thing to be a happy ordinary person. ”

"It's realistic, it's not at all like what an eighteen-year-old boy should say."

"Neither should what you say come from a thirteen-year-old girl."

"The brother who quarrels with his sister is really promising."

"Huh, I'll care about that?"

I have asked myself countless times what Xia Xueyou asked me, but the answer seems obvious. In the beginning, I was ashamed to have such thoughts. Because I was a teenager, I was surrounded by classmates and friends who were willing to shout slogans and ideals, but often before I had time to cheer for them, their ideals were already in the trash.

If you think of yourself as a pearl, there will always be the pain of being buried; Think of yourself as dirt and let the crowd trample you into a path.

Of course, this theory is not accepted by everyone, especially in a fast-growing society.

Someone has ...... Well, he spoke to me arrogantly about a set of theories, as well as distant and great ideals, and gave a 360-degree round-the-clock critique of a young man like me who did not want to make progress. He said to me, "You should be ashamed. I just laughed at that.

And then the most amazing thing happened. When I was criticized by someone pointing at my nose, I just smiled, and I didn't even bother to pay attention to it. And this self-conscious great dreamer, after being ignored by me, became furious and wanted to rush up to fight me. Most of the dreamers I know have these qualities -- chatter, perfect imagination, and poor execution.

Shame...... Well, that's a funny word, why should I be ashamed? My life......

I had a good time in my life, when my parents were still working in state-owned enterprises and had enough time to spend with me. But later, with the birth of Xia Xueyou, my parents were collectively cleared out of the unit. That year, I was only five years old.

Since then, my parents have had little time to spend with me. They are arrogant, and it takes a long time just to find a job they want. In order to prove their worth in the new unit, more effort was spent. They are always so busy, working, working overtime, traveling...... Both of them are this kind of character who refuses to bow their heads, refuses to be worse than others, and must be stronger than others. Topics such as househusbands and housewives have no market in our house.

And because of some small stories within the family, my grandparents, although they live very close to my house, never come to take care of me. As for my grandparents, they were in another city and had to take care of my uncle's children, so they were even less likely to come and help.

In the end, my parents made a cruel choice, they sent my sister to Jianye City to be taken care of by my grandmother, despite my objections. As for me, I'm old enough to spend most of my time in kindergarten and go home...... Anyway, just have something to eat.

Some people may wonder if I say these things to mean that I have a grudge against them. No, not really, I understood the importance of good work at a very young age. At least, in kindergarten, when arguing with classmates, it's disgraceful to say that your parents are unemployed, right? Therefore, although I didn't have much concept of money, houses, cars, etc., at that age, I understood the choice of parents with the unique thinking of children - to have a good job.

So, while that lonely life wasn't kind to a five- or six-year-old, I barely complained about it.

I say almost, because one night, somehow there was a strange noise in the kitchen. When I was young, I was so scared that I hid under the covers for a long time before I mustered up the courage to rush to the living room and call my mom through the urge to urinate. I cried to my mom that there was a monster in the kitchen that made a strange noise and I couldn't sleep with fear. I cried "I want you to come back with me", and my mother's answer was like this - you go to the kitchen and grab it, and when I come back and show me, I believe that there are monsters, and I won't work overtime.

Naturally, I didn't catch any monsters, and my parents didn't stop working overtime.

After that night, I never complained about anything and gradually learned to take care of myself. Relying on the refrigerator and microwave when I'm hungry, putting the washing machine on the washing machine when my clothes are dirty, taking a shower by myself, watching TV until 8 o'clock and then going to bed are all common things for me. Even when I was doing things, I often had to move a stool to cushion it, which was more troublesome, but I just walked over.

As for parent-child affection......

Every day, every day, although living in the same house, we may only speak once a week. Most of the time, when I'm going to school, they either work overtime and don't come home, or they haven't gotten up after working overtime; The situation was similar at night, they rarely came back before eight o'clock, and I went to bed at eight o'clock, and there was basically no chance to say a few words in person.

Later, more than two years later, during the summer vacation of my second grade, my grandmother had some health problems, and my mother took Xia Xueyou back from my grandmother's house. And apparently, they still don't have time to take care of their children. Therefore, it is ridiculous that the task of taking care of a three-year-old child actually falls on a child who is more than eight years old.

At that time, I had to get up early every day and send Xia Xueyou to the nursery before I could go to school. Because the nursery school opened late, the elementary school opened early, and the uncertainty of bus times, I was late almost every day. But it's okay, because although the head teacher made a lot of calls, my parents didn't have much time to pay attention to her, anyway, it's just um, ah, okay, and they won't really care about me or scold me, so the head teacher can't do anything about me.

Looking back on the past, I sincerely thank the Compulsory Education Law. If it hadn't been for it, I would have been expelled from elementary school based on the number of times I was late. In addition, I sympathize with the head teacher, who seems to be deducted from her bonus every month because of me. As for myself, I think my shameless specialty was honed at that time. Imagine that when you go out for morning exercises, the latecomers have to stand in front of all the class queues, and I'm there every day. My elementary school alumni don't necessarily know what the principal's face looks like, but they are familiar to me.

Of course, this is not a big deal, because as long as you ignore others, it doesn't matter how they see you and ridicule you. But there is one thing that I can't ignore, and that is Xia Xueyou.

Obviously, Xia Xueyou's living conditions at my grandmother's house are much better than those in my own house. The most obvious proof of this is that I ate the leftovers of almost three years, and she didn't eat a single bite. Now when I occasionally tell this story, no one believes it, and they all think that Xia Xueyou must have been super well-behaved since she was a child. However, in fact, Xia Xueyou was a bastard when she was a child, her temper was so bad that she didn't eat anything if she had the slightest appetite. And not only does she not eat, she also has to break dishes and bowls, so willful.

As for what to buy food outside, I'm sorry, I don't eat it when it's salty, I don't eat it when it's light, I don't eat it when there's too much oil, I don't eat it when there's less oil, I don't eat it if I have MSG, I don't eat it if it has no taste, everything is fine, I don't eat it when it's cold...... OK, even if the food is fine, there must be someone who lets her sit on her lap, hug her, and feed her with a spoon, so that she can eat, just like this.

In the nursery, she was finally cute, my parents stuffed red envelopes again, and a teacher was happy to take care of her. But you can't go home, and don't forget, in the same situation, I had three years of leftovers!

My mom didn't work overtime for nearly two months, but because of her personality, she went back to work. Finally, the story has a dramatic ending, and I, who was only nine years old, learned to cook. Of course, you still need to put a stool.