Originally, Butterfly didn't like to talk to others, and she didn't want to talk to strangers, especially strange women, especially strange mothers. But because of the kite, she had to deal with the parents of these children.

You can't stand aside and look like a stranger, looking like you're a stranger. Nowadays, as a mother, you have to be kind and kind to all your children. Of course, if the mother of other people's children takes the initiative to show friendship to you, you can't ignore it, otherwise it will embarrass the kite.

Especially the mother of the girl who cut the head of the child's flower, her son likes other people's children so much, the butterfly has to be reluctant to be polite to her mother.

The child's mother will inevitably be close to the butterfly set, talk about some household routines, ask what butterflies do, the situation at home, and so on. Butterfly hugged without saying a word, and when it came to her husband, Butterfly said briefly: car accident, I didn't wake up, and I'm still healing.

The other party was obviously surprised, began to be stunned, then sighed, and finally the customary comfort routine, although the expression was disguised, but it was inevitable to reveal the meaning of sadness for others and choking for you. Obviously, your family is facing a major change, and you are the kind of poor woman, the unfortunate woman, anyway.

To tell the truth, butterflies don't like others to pity themselves, there is nothing to pity, whose life is not so ups and downs, this world is unpredictable, there is time to be pitiful, pity others is better than to live every minute and every second of your life.

Butterflies should only be invisible.

However, Butterfly obviously felt that the mother was a little cold to her later.

Sometimes it's a good weather, and she doesn't bring her daughter here to play. A few times Butterfly saw her walking into the community with her daughter, but when she saw the butterfly and the kite from a distance, she deliberately took a detour.

When she couldn't see the girl, she became very anxious, and she would ask the butterfly again and again: Mom, why didn't Xiaoling come?

He didn't know when he already knew the names of the people.

The butterfly swallowed her saliva and said, "There is something that the children can't come."

If you ask too many times, the butterfly will roar coldly and annoyedly: If people don't come, what are you worried about? Don't want to play, let's go back.

The kite looked at the butterfly pitifully, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Butterflies understand that sometimes pity or sympathy is a kind of distance and rejection. It's as if you were sympathetic to the poor Jews, but would you be willing to join them?

Because you pity her or sympathize with her, you will unnaturally see her as a weakling, a loser in life, and this kind of person is naturally not the type of person you live in. The weak and the loser, although it is not your fault, is just your life.

How can a child of a woman with a bad life play with her own children? Your children must find a family with the same good life in the future. Of course, today's playmate also needs to be a sound and good child.

In this world, pity or sympathy has undoubtedly become a sharper blade, when it stabs, there is no blood, but the stabbed person has to smile and express gratitude.

This kind of cold feeling butterfly is very hurt, but it can't be shown in front of the kite, and it is secretly swallowed in the stomach, but the feeling of being ruthlessly strangled is very painful and thorough.

When they chatted before, they couldn't help but talk about their husbands to each other. The mother of the Xiaoling girl proudly said that her husband was a mechanical engineer, and that proud look was overflowing, and there was no time to hide it.

Butterfly just smiled and didn't say anything. Immediately, the other party naturally asked curiously what his husband did?

The butterfly said: Paint.

The other party's eyes flickered, but there was no taste of contempt, perhaps, the painter sounded like an intellectual.

However, when I heard that I was in a coma, the meaning after that was completely different.

Butterfly thought that she might think that this family must be very difficult, that she was a housewife who was missing a pillar husband, and that life must be very sad and desolate with a boy alone.

Middle-aged widowhood can be described as a great tragedy in life, and there is a taste of the general trend has gone.

Butterfly thought again: If she knew that her husband, who sounded very ordinary, was actually a famous ink painter worth hundreds of millions, and she, an ordinary woman who seemed to be wearing a T-shirt of dozens of yuan purchased online, actually had a property of tens of millions, I don't know how she would feel?

However, the butterfly thought about it: why bother? Passers-by at the end of the world, meeting and acquaintance are just one fate.

But when I thought about it, I suddenly thought that Zhuang Yousheng was still in a coma, and I didn't know if I could wake up and stand up again, so I couldn't help but be full of worries and sorrow. It's a pity to think about it yourself, so why care about other people's glances and words?

Butterfly didn't want the kite to be aware of the entanglement between adults, so she picked him up every afternoon, bought fruit for breakfast, and then played in the community garden for a while, and didn't go home until dusk.

Zhikite began to not see that Xiaoling was very listless, but after all, it was a child, easy to forget and adapt, but it didn't take long for another group of playmates to reappear, a few little children who were more than N younger than him, and they were still wearing open crotch pants, they stupidly followed the kite behind the group, looking at everything curious, and not knowing what to see.

The kite is like an older brother, leading them to play and taking care of them. If another group of children came to snatch their dolls, the kite would be the first to rush out.

The butterfly has always been very motherly and weak, but through these days of mother-son getting along, the butterfly suddenly felt that the kite was still very man. He wasn't as bad as he thought.

The butterfly suddenly felt very relieved.