Chapter 4 A Faint Past

"Sister, how about you just eat a bowl of green vegetable noodles? I invite you to eat grilled squid and go! ”

Yueying's voice interrupted my memories, and I shook my head and said to her, "I'm not eating, Yingying." Thank you, I ate three ice creams in the morning and didn't dare to eat grilled squid for fear of stomach pain. ”

My sister and her biological father were surnamed Pan, and later, in order to express her heartfelt devotion to my father, my stepmother forced my sister to change her surname and name, and now her name is Long Yingying.

Actually, I think that although the name Pan Yueying sounds a little old-fashioned, it is better than Long Yingying.

"Oh, sister, let's go, just accompany me, okay?" Ying Ying didn't care if I wanted to or not, just pulled me out.

"Huh? Yingying, why are you hanging out at this time, Mom? Didn't cook for you? ”

"No, I didn't want to eat it, I just wanted to eat grilled squid and chicken steak rice, so my mother gave me money to eat it."

"How can Mom let you out alone? It's so unsafe. ”

"No, Aunt Yang took me out, you see, she's there."

I looked in the direction my sister was pointing and was not far away from Ms. Yang, who was in the same department as my stepmother, and I greeted her with a smile, and she also smiled and waved to me.

"Yingying, you go by yourself, look at me, it's inconvenient to take such a thing, I'll go home first, and I'll try if the school uniform is suitable, if it's okay, I'll wash it."

"Alright then, bye-bye, I'll bring you Coke."

"Well, then I'm leaving."

In order not to eat with my sister, I had to put down the half-eaten noodles and leave.

In fact, my sister and I have always gotten along well, and we have been together for so many years, and we have treated each other sincerely. No matter what my stepmother did to me, my sister didn't understand that, she was sincere to me. It's just because I've been pampered since I was a child, and sometimes, I'm a little willful.

I didn't want my stepmom to know that going to dinner with my sister would be upset. Moreover, I am not like before, I don't have anything to eat. So, I'd rather eat less than get into unnecessary trouble.

I remember three years ago, my stepmother bought a pound of small oranges for my sister, and my sister took two for me, and I happily picked them up and ate them. As a result, my stepmother saw it, and she didn't say anything at the time, but, half an hour later, I pointed to a dirty towel and insisted that it was my hand that wiped the orange peel. No matter how I explain it, it's useless, for such a trivial matter, my stepmother scolded me like a dog.

I'm very wronged, but what can I do? Having no excuse! I ran out of the house crying, ran to a corner of the yard, and cried hard. It wasn't until it was time for school that I went back to get my bag ready to go.

At home, my stepmother looked at me and cried and swollen my eyes, and said sarcastically, "Yo, still crying? Am I still wronging you? You and your sister ate oranges, and my sister washed my hands, not that you were so difficult that the oranges wiped their own towels? Are you crying like this, do you want to show it to anyone? Do you want your dad to know that I'm talking about you? ”

I bowed my head bitterly and said to her, "Don't worry, I won't tell my dad, but I also tell you that I didn't get the towel, so it wasn't me." I went to school. ”

After that, I turned around and left, and the moment I walked out of the house, I made up my mind. In the future, no matter how much I want to eat, as long as she bought it for my sister, I won't eat it!

From then on, I never ate anything my sister gave me again, whether my stepmother was there or not, whether she would see it or not, I had to have my ambition.

Later, that night, I overheard my stepmother tell my dad that the black color on the towel that couldn't be washed off was actually caused by dyeing her hair. At that time, I was standing outside the door, and my heart was sour. It turned out that my stepmother knew the truth at all, but she insisted on hurting me like that in order to criticize me. My innocence, my self-esteem, in her eyes, is not even as good as two little oranges.

I believe that she is really good to her father and really loves her father. But she can't tolerate me!

In such a seam-like life, I learned to lick my wounds alone, to be lonely, and to love myself.

In a flash, I was already in high school.

In a few days, school will start.

Back home, I tried on the school uniform and it fits perfectly. Mr. He's advice to me was good. It seems that Ms. He should still care about the students, and she knows how to observe the needs of the students.

I washed my school uniform and dried it. I went back to my dorm bed and lay there, trying to remember the names of my classmates today.

"Xiaoxiao, I heard that you started school today?" My sister in the same dormitory asked me.

"Yes, Sister Lingling. It was reported today that the school will start the day after tomorrow. ”

Sister Lingling is my sister in the bed next door, and she is studying at the old cadre university.

The dormitory I live in is actually a student dormitory at the Cadre University, where my dear stepmother found me. There was no place for me in the house, only one room, which was given to my sister. I had to live here and there, here for a while, there for a while. I have lived in the idle office of the kindergarten in the school, I have lived in the vacant house of other teachers in the school, I have lived in the kitchen at the back of the building, and even the classroom. As long as there's a place to sleep, I don't care. For me, sleeping everywhere is the same, it's not my home.

There is another sister in the dormitory, who also came to study at the cadre university. My name is her, Sister Yun'er.

The three of us lived in harmony and they all took good care of my sister. When I took the high school entrance examination before, I also took turns to tutor. I'm very happy that even though I don't live at home, I still have two older sisters who are kind to me.

Who says Heaven doesn't have a crush on people like me? Look, with the support of these two sisters, didn't I get elected class president with the first place in my class?

Hee-hee, I felt a burst of joy in my heart.

When I was a child, I didn't do well in school, and I was scolded a lot. At that time, I didn't understand that I couldn't read the blackboard because of myopia. I persevered like that, and it wasn't until I went to junior high school for a physical examination that I realized that I was short-sighted.

The school gave a few boxes of medicine, free of charge, saying that the treatment of pseudomyopia was good, and many students got a few boxes to eat at home, and they also came with an external medicine bag, and I was no exception. I really didn't think that my eyes were so good!

If you can see the blackboard clearly, your academic performance will slowly come up.

Also, when I was in the sixth grade, my stepmother enrolled my sister in a guzheng class. I went to class every Saturday, and at that time, I was very envious, and I also wanted to learn music and learn a skill. But my stepmother excused me for fear of affecting my studies, so she ignored me. So, I had to give up my dream of art.

The so-called dreams are not real. If you think about it, you won't be entangled in it anymore.

When I was in my second year of junior high school, my mother found me and provided me with a wealth of logistical resources, which made me feel more at ease in my studies. My stepmother credited her with this credit, and every time my father came back, she would tell him that it was her hard work that my academic performance improved step by step. Dad was very grateful to her and gave all his wages to this woman. I only smiled at my father's relief. The stepmom was of course happy that she got her dad's money. I have always been so hypocritical with her.

I became more and more lazy and didn't care about anything else. In my stepmother's words, I was a heartless, white-eyed wolf.

Let her go, I don't care.