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Wuhan Zhouheiya National Chain Franchise General) Can beauty be eaten as a meal? My equally beautiful mother told me the exact answer from her own experience.
) My mother is really different from many mothers. Her fierce life does not need to be explained. I will only say one of them and it is enough to say that she has been married seven times.
) Can you imagine a woman who has been married seven times? I don’t have to imagine, because I live with her, but every time I look at her, I have an indescribable worry. I worry whether we, mother and daughter, are living in a TV series.
) Growing up, I have moved countless times, called many people daddy, and heard gossip from neighbors from time to time, but these are not the worst, the worst is
) I I have to compete with all kinds of men for my mother's love. I don’t know if you can understand that for a child like me who has been dependent on my mother since childhood, I can endure everything, but I can’t stand that my mother loves other people more than she loves me
) My biological father is here My mother and I were divorced before I was born, and I had never met him, but that didn't stop me from having a happy childhood. Perhaps to compensate for my lack of fatherly love, my mother devoted all her energy to me. She took me to work every day and went to parks, playgrounds or shopping malls on weekends. Among the children, I was always the one who wore the brightest clothes, and someone would often express their sincere admiration, Barbie
) My happiness stopped at the age of seven, perhaps so that I could have a complete At home, my mother remarried that year, and my new father was a navy soldier.
) I was disgusted with this man who fell from the sky from the beginning.
) So while my mother was on a business trip, I invited several children to play at home. I took them to his bedroom to cause crazy trouble, took his clothes out of the cabinet and soaked them in the bathtub, and scribbled on his medals with watercolor pens. When he came home and saw the mess, he was so angry that his face was blue. .
) I thought you could hit me if you could. If you dared to touch me, I would immediately tell my mother that you abused me while she was away.
) Who knew that he didn’t hit me, didn’t even scold me, and went directly to complain to my mother.
) My mother rushed back overnight. I was sleeping at the time. When I opened my eyes, I saw her extremely angry face.