On the first day of the new year, although it was a little unfortunate early in the morning, it was fortunately resolved. We celebrated the arrival of the new year happily and had a great time. When I came home at night, I fell asleep on the bed and slept until dawn.

Liu Wei: They only have one day off, while we are in the first year of high school, we can take three days off. I'm very happy and have two more days to rest at home.

Because of what happened yesterday morning, Liu Wei asked me not to go out for the past two days, and it was best to stay at home, just in case. I don't need to say it, I'm naturally like this, and I'm not stupid.

I got up and went to my stepmother's side, my sister was still sleeping, so I went to the kitchen to get a small soup pot and went to the canteen in the courtyard to buy breakfast.

When I came back, my sister hadn't woken up yet, and my stepmother and I were eating porridge and vegetable fritters on the side.

My stepmother said to me in a rare gentle tone, "Xiaoxiao, you eat more." "I thought to myself, what's the matter? My hunch was immediately bad.

I smiled and nodded, not daring to speak, I was afraid that as soon as I opened my mouth, my stepmother would say something I didn't want to hear.

"Xiaoxiao, your father is on duty on New Year's Day, and he can't come back."

"Oh." I agreed.

"Xiaoxiao, how are you studying lately? Are there any difficulties? ”

I shook my head and pinched a few sprouts.

"Then you, oh, that's right, Yingying hasn't been practicing calligraphy lately, that, the pen I bought her is not very handy......" The stepmother said this, paused, I hummed, and continued to eat my breakfast.

The stepmother continued, "When I was helping you make your bed yesterday, I saw that you had a useless fountain pen, and I gave it to Yingying. Anyway, it's useless for you to put it there, it's better to practice calligraphy for your sister, you say yes. ”

As soon as I heard it, I knew that my stepmother was holding the one that Liu Wei gave me, and I was immediately angry in my heart, but I couldn't be angry with her.

"Mom, that pen doesn't work, it was a ...... given to me by a classmate"

Before I could finish speaking, my stepmother said, "That's not right, it's for you anyway, you don't have a loss, and you don't lose anything you get for nothing." ”

"No, Mom, that's not the case, I'm about to return this pen to someone."

"Long Xiaoxiao, you're too stingy, you don't want to give a pen to your sister, it's not that you don't want to return it, it's just to borrow it, and I'll give it to you when she has practiced it, do you need it?"

"Mom, why don't I buy a new one for my sister, can you give me this one?"

"Why? Is this fountain pen so important? Who sent you? What is your relationship? Are they in the same class? Male or female? ...... "Stepmom Balabala, a lot, my head hurts when I listen to it."

"It's not...... Mom, no matter who gave me a pen, I can't give it to Yingying, can I buy her a new line? I'm really going to get this one back, or I won't use it under the bed. "Huh? Oh, why was my stepmother found the pen in the box under the bed? She rummaged through my stuff while I wasn't there!!

"Xiaoxiao, don't say so much, you just won't give it today, right!" My stepmom was already angry, and she stared at me with an angry face.

I didn't speak, and she knew that I just didn't agree.

So, the stepmother said coldly: "Okay, then forget it." After the stepmother finished speaking, she turned around and took the pen case from the cabinet and slammed it onto the dining table. It turned out that the stepmother had already taken it.

"Oh, Mom, what are you arguing about? I still can't sleep pull? "My sister looked at me and my stepmother with misty eyes.

The stepmother immediately said with a smile on her face: "No, Yingying, my mother and sister are chatting, the voice is a little louder, it makes you noisy, I'm sorry, we won't talk about it, you can go to sleep." ”

My sister looked at me again, and I tried to squeeze out a smile and told her that my stepmother was right. The younger sister frowned, sneezed, got into the bed again, and went back to sleep.

I looked at the pen case on the table and was about to reach for it. The stepmother's arm shook and her hand shook, and the pen case was knocked to the ground.

I knew in my heart that it was my stepmother doing it on purpose. I don't know where I offended her, or if I was annoying, how much was it to get in her way, why did she always do this to me?

I think I'm really, really sensible in this family. She never washed my clothes once, even when I was in the fifth grade, she asked me to wash my own clothes. As the name suggests, do it yourself!

At that time, in winter, there was a lot of snowfall. I'm a fifth-grade kid standing in the water room, washing my coat and coat in cold water. How difficult is that? I couldn't wash my coat at all, the washing machine at home broke down again, and my stepmother said she couldn't afford to buy a new one, so I couldn't blame her. No matter how hard it is to wash, I will insist. Who knows what it feels like to be unable to wash your clothes when your cold hands are out of sense? I will never forget it in my life.

After that winter, I got frostbite on my hands. It's very red, it's very painful, itchy, and it itches when it's hot at night, and it will ulcerate in severe cases. I gritted my teeth and just held on. Because I feel that as long as I am well-behaved, as long as I do what my stepmother asks, she will treat me sincerely and will be good to me.

When I was a child, my father would occasionally give me a few dollars as pocket money. When I was in the sixth grade, I studied very hard, sometimes I did my homework until 11 o'clock, I couldn't get up in the morning, and I often had to rush to school before I had breakfast. Once, when my father was at home, he saw that I was getting up late in the morning, and gave me five yuan to buy a bread to eat when I went to school during recess. I took the money and ran, for fear of being late.

When I came back from school that afternoon, my father told me that I would try to get up early in the morning and have breakfast at home. Even if you wake up ten minutes early, as long as you have enough time for breakfast. At that time, I thought it was very strange, so I asked my father what was wrong? My dad told me that my stepmother said that the bread at school was not nutritious and that it was better to eat at home.

At that time, I thought it was really like this, but later, I found out that it was my stepmother who didn't let my dad give me money!

My studies, stepmom never cared about. In the past, when I was in elementary school, I didn't study well, and the school had to hold a parent-teacher conference, but she was reluctant to participate for me. Sometimes, Dad can only ask for leave to come, and sometimes, Dad is not available, no one comes at all. I became the student who was constantly scolded by the teacher. Later, my father had to give gifts to the teacher so that I could spend my elementary school years in school.

My stepmother has two younger brothers, the eldest uncle and the younger uncle, the eldest uncle is fine, and he always smiles when he sees me. But when my uncle saw me, he always looked cold and disgusted.

Ever since my mother came to me when she was in junior high school, every time she came to see me, she bought double portions of delicious food, and even my sister's too. Mom said, I hope this stepmom can be nice to me! I never dared to tell my mother the truth, for fear that she would be sad, so I only told her that I was fine.

But in this family, no matter how I pretend to behave, I can't get real care and love.

Today, my stepmom rummaged through my things, took my pen, and deliberately crashed into the ground. It's like a fuse that ignites and explodes the anger that has been suppressed in my heart.

I picked up the pen case from the ground, and tears flowed from my eyes.

I glared at my stepmom fiercely, threw down the unfinished breakfast, and turned around and went out!