Julie walked out of the supermarket with the cake in hand, and when he walked out into the sun, he suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun had already dissipated, and the whole neighborhood was gloomy.

Looking up, there were dark clouds in the sky, layered on top of each other, making people breathless.

I looked down and saw the little girl in the school uniform just now squatting next to a car.

Sensing Julili's gaze, the little girl looked back at her, pointed to the black car in front of her, and said, "This is the black car that I hit in the first place." ”

"Hate?"

"If you say you hate, you hate, and if you don't hate, you don't hate." The little girl held her chin: "I died, but for my parents, it was a relief." ”

"How do you say that?"

"My dad didn't live with us for a long time, he had another home outside." The little girl lowered her head: "I bumped into him outside, he brought another woman, considerate and thoughtful, as if he was the male protagonist in the TV series." But do you know what he's like at home? As soon as he got home, he said that he was tired, and when something didn't go his way, he scolded. My mother was scalded by boiling water, and he didn't say a word of concern, and opened his mouth to say that my mother was stupid. ”

The little girl looked back at Julie: "But is my mother really stupid?" My mother takes care of everything in the house, and even my mother repairs the broken things in our house. As for my dad, he doesn't know anything but going to work. ”

"It's not that he can't do anything, at least he's still working to earn money."

"My mom also goes to work and earns money." The little girl said: "My mother sells pork at the farmer's market, and he always thinks that my mother smells so bad that she can't wash it clean." said that my mother was not exquisite, that my mother was sloppy, and that my mother didn't know how to clean up like other women. But I've seen photos of my mom when she was eighteen or nineteen years old, and my mom was also a particular person at that time. If she hadn't been unlucky enough to marry my father, she would have been a glamorous lady and wife. ”

"What does your dad do?"

"Designing recipes for people." The little girl said: "He said he was a designer, but I have been to their company and seen him at work. What kind of designer is he, he's a typesetter. The recipes had their own templates, and he just had to follow the templates and get the photos in. ”

"Is the salary high? According to my understanding of designers, the salary should be at least five or six thousand. ”

"Four thousand, just four thousand, not as much as my mother earns a month. But he thinks he's so good, he's amazing, and he looks down on my mother. The woman he was looking for was his colleague, who was from the same company as him, and she was dressed up all day long. The little girl snorted disdainfully: "I inquired, her monthly salary is only more than 2,000, and she still has to rent a house in the city." If it weren't for my dad sneaking up on her, she would have been able to afford to wear those beautiful clothes. ”

"She doesn't have to spend your dad's money."

"Yes, she doesn't necessarily have to spend my dad's, she can also spend other men's, but didn't she meet my dad." The little girl said, "No matter who she spends, she can't be like my mother, an independent and self-reliant woman who earns her own money, spends it herself, and spends it for her family." ”

"Does your mom know about your dad?"

"Yes." The little girl lowered her head and drew circles on the ground with her hands: "I have seen my mother crying, and I have tried to remind her to pay attention to my father." But she told me that the reason why she stayed in this marriage was not because she was reluctant to my father, but because she was reluctant to me. She was worried that if she divorced my dad, if my dad married that woman and had children, he would completely forget about me as a daughter. She was worried that I would be wronged after losing my father. ”

"And what do you think?"

"I don't care at all, okay? Ever since I was born, my mom has been with me. My so-called dad wasn't very involved in my upbringing. There is not much difference to me with him or not, I care more about my mother. I told my mom that if she wasn't happy, I could divorce her, and that I would grow up and not be a drag on her remarriage. But she just hugged me and cried, thinking that I was too sensible and talking back to her. ”

Julie was silent, but saw the little girl suddenly stand up: "I'm dead, my mother doesn't have to take care of me." She could divorce Daddy, she could throw Daddy's stuff out of our house and let him watch over the woman and live his messy life. ”

"That's your father's house, maybe your mother was kicked out?"

"That's my mom's house." The little girl stared into Julie's eyes and said word by word, "My grandfather bought the house for my mother." Just because my grandfather bought the house, my father was unwilling to help my mother pay the mortgage, so my mother had to take me out to work to earn money. Auntie, do you know? My mom used to have a job, but I was too young to take me to the office building, so she rented a stall at the farmer's market and sold pork with my grandfather. ”

"And your father—"

"He's a fool, and in order to avoid his responsibilities as a husband, he has never asked about the family's mortgage. He thought that as long as he didn't ask, he could leave these things alone and push them all on his mother. But what he didn't know was that my mother had already paid off the mortgage when I was in kindergarten. ”

The little girl crossed her waist: "It's okay now, my mother not only has a house, a job, but also savings." Without that terrible dad of mine, she could have lived a better life. Also, without my drag, she can remarry, she can have another child, she can have a new life without contacting her father. ”

"Is this the life you'd like to see?" Julie asked in a whisper.

"Of course not." The little girl smiled weirdly: "I only want my mother to be happy, I don't want my father to be happy with that woman." I want to follow my father, I want him to lose me and my mother, and he will not be able to marry a wife and have children for the rest of his life, and he will not be happy for the rest of his life. I want him to regret it for the rest of his life, regret sorry for me and my mother. ”

"But he's your father!" Julie said: "Maybe the problem is your mother, maybe he and the woman are sincere, maybe they are the more suitable people to be together." ”

"Auntie, you're also a third party, right?" The little girl stared at her gloomily: "Only the same kind will defend the same kind." ”

"You're still young, you don't understand emotional things!"

"Yes, I'm still young, and I don't understand emotional things, but my mother taught me since I was a child, don't take things that aren't your own, and don't worry about things that aren't your own. If you take something from someone else without their permission, you are a thief, a thief to be punished. ”

The little girl said, put her hand on Julili's heart, and the nails that were originally very neatly built instantly became longer, and then pierced into her skin little by little: "Auntie, does it hurt to be taken away from your heart?" ”

This marriage