Rebellious psychology may be the nature of children, I don't know how to grow, taller than my dad, adult height 1.77, my dad is also 1.7, his new wife and my mother are not tall, my mother is 1.65, his new wife seems to be only 1.5 more, anyway, it's quite short, in fact, there is no advantage in height, but at that time it was immature, and you have to be tough on anything, thinking that your family is short, you care about me.

Now that I think about it, I thought that the resistance was so childish and powerless, in short, it was at my father's place, he really ate by labor, and was not afraid of dressing, and his new wife's daughter was older than me and could pick up clothes to wear.

It's been so muddy for more than a month.,Free time at noon.,Adults seem to like lunch breaks.,I like to paint.,Of course,There's nothing to create by yourself.,It's all copying.,For example, painting the kitten on the pillow.,Painting the water ice moon in the TV.,One day,My dad saw what I painted.,In fact, it's not that I'm very good at painting.,But every year in the school art exhibition or something, my paintings always have 2.3 shows.,But my dad looked at my paintings.,Just a sentence,It's boring for you to do this.,Waste of time.。

At that time, there was no word confused, but I felt this way at that time, I think I didn't delay my work, I didn't be lazy, even if I didn't go to school, I didn't have an adult, I was still a child, I know your differential treatment, but why do I just paint a picture by myself and still feel so unbearable?

I think my grandparents have been with them since I was a child, and it's the first time I've left home. After herding the sheep that day, I said to my dad, I miss my grandfather, I want to go back to see them, my dad said then you go, come back early to feed the pigs, my dad's house is in the company, my grandpa's house is in the dry rest house, more than ten miles away, I see that my dad won't let me ride a bicycle, I will walk back.

Before leaving, I took 5 or 6 coins from the piggy bank, grandpa loves snacks, don't underestimate these few dollars, you can buy a pound of snacks at that time, buy snacks to the familiar, I think it's my home to go... As soon as I got out of the intersection, I saw my grandmother sitting at the door of the vegetable field, she was illiterate, and she didn't like to be short with other people's parents, so she sat on the edge of the fence built by the stone, walked forward, and before she spoke, tears were rolling in her eyes, my grandmother asked, why are you here, I said, milk, I miss you and my grandfather, come and see, I also bought grandpa his favorite snacks.

My grandmother said, sit down, let's talk, the moment I sit in front of my grandmother, peace of mind, steadfast, my grandmother asked everything to say okay, in fact, it will be chaotic, I don't know how to say, I don't know where to start, I want to sue, I want to say all kinds of places where I feel I have received unfair treatment, but the words come to the mouth, I can't say it, what if I say it, I know that my grandmother can't control it at all, I'm also afraid, after I said it, I also looked for it, and in the end it was me who was cleaned up, I had no one to take care of, I can't, No... I don't know what I talked about with my grandmother intermittently, my grandfather came back from cycling, the old man likes to play a small card, entertaining himself, sometimes mahjong, sometimes playing cards, I also saw me say why are you back, I said I miss you and my milk, come back to see you, I also brought you snacks.

As soon as I finished speaking, I found that my grandmother was staring at my hand, and it was common for elderly people to be dazzled, and my grandmother looked at my hand and said, didn't your father say that he would let you clean up the house and wash the dishes or something?

What are you doing, how did your hands become like this?