So, I scanned the surroundings with curious eyes, and didn't find my brother's figure, then I asked my mother: "Mom, what about my brother? Why didn't I see him for dinner?"
At this time in the past, my brother didn't use them, he took the initiative to show up to eat, where there would be no people like today.
I was surprised that he would not be there, who is always delicious.
"Xiaodie, sit down, your brother is in his third year of high school this year, so he stayed in school and never came back." While my mother was speaking, she walked to my side and gently held my hand. Pulling me to the side of the dinner table, "Sit down and eat. Parents used to know that we owed you everything. Now they know that they regret it. I hope you can forgive them."
When my mother said this, there was a touch of sadness and regret in her eyes.
If it were not because I knew her too much, maybe I would really be fooled by her expression.
Now, I am also sure that something is going to happen.
So, I asked her tentatively, "Parents, just tell me what you have. I don't need to give me this set.
I feel like I'm making a bad deal, and my family used to treat me badly. I always think that one day we will realize the importance of me. Now they treat me well, but I think they treat me purposefully.
If I'm not guilty, I really don't know what words to use to express me.
I don't care if I am suspicious, but I still want to reassure myself. It doesn't matter if you are scolded by them for a while.
They treated me so tenderly, the more I felt scared.
The mother, who was originally smiling, heard what I said, her face instantly changed, and she changed back to her original ferocious look, and she coldly left a sentence to me, "I want to be nice to you," But you are treated as a fake, don’t think about making me treat you nicely in the future."
Ha ha…
Suddenly, I really thought it was ridiculous.
It turned out that she still treated me as always, and the so-called gentleness to me was false.
Even if my heart hurts again, I force myself not to pretend to be pitiful and show it in front of them.
I gritted my teeth and calmed myself down. I clenched my hands tightly together. I could faintly hear the gurgling sound of my fingers. It took a long time for me to slowly ask her, "Speak, what's the matter?" "
I would be so good to me when something happened. I was still thinking about waiting for me to make money later and be filial to them. Now they treat me like this, and my heart instantly feels cold like a dead person.
The whole body is not warm at all.
After I asked this, I stared at her with squinting eyes, "Since I was young, you always gave the best to my brother, but I? But there was nothing. The clothes I wore were also worn out by my brother and changed. Dress me down."
"Don't even mention the food you eat. Those are the leftovers that my brother eats. If you want to eat a piece of meat, it can be said to be harder than going to the sky."
"Even if my brother's grades are poor, you will do everything possible to get him to go to aristocratic school. The living expenses for him are hundreds, or even thousands, every week. As for me, not only do I have no points, even me on weekdays. The few bucks earned by working here will have to be handed over to you."
"Sometimes, I don't even dare to eat even a small snack. Because I'm afraid I will eat it, and I won't even be able to pay the tuition next semester."