When I called my dad for living expenses, he told me very coldly, "I've already paid your mom for the upbringing, so I won't answer your call again."

Before I hung up the phone, I heard him say very gently to another woman, "If the child wants it, you can buy it for him, because our family is rich enough to afford it."

After hesitating for a long time,

I still dialed my mother's number.

Before she could finish her words, she gloated on the other end of the line as she said, "Aren't you quite capable? Some time ago, when your sister came to you for money, you even scolded her, and said she was an ungrateful and ungrateful person. At that time, I thought you had made a fortune."

"How about this? Call your sister and apologize. If she forgives you, I’ll give you as much money as you want."

My hand that was holding the phone couldn't help trembling.

Without waiting for her to finish, I hung up the phone.

It was almost the same since I was born that no matter what happened, whether it was right or wrong, it was all my sister’s fault.

I used to apologize to her for being a mother's sake.

Yvonne Winston said to me complacently, "Since you have apologized to me and I am not stingy, I will be merciful and ask my mother to give you five dollars!"

I didn't expect my mother to only give me five dollars to pay for my tuition fees.

She said firmly, "Didn't your grandma give you all the money? But why did you ask me for money?"

My aunt heard about this,

That night, she drove me home. In the car, I sobbed. She parked the car on the side of the road and hugged me to comfort me. "Don't cry, my baby. You’re always the best, and I know it. Let’s forget them, because you’re my good baby, I’ll feel so sorry when I heard this."

"Don't cry, Queenie."

My aunt's comforting words were also Grandma's comforting words.

I had always been an unnecessary person at home since I was born.

When they got pregnant before marriage, one of them didn’t care about my birth, and the other didn’t want to raise me as they didn’t want to get married. As a result, they didn’t get marry and left me in my grandma’s home.

The neighbors often laughed at me, saying that I had no parents and no one wanted me.

I asked Grandma tearfully, "Grandma, am I an illegitimate child that no one wants?"

My old grandma had always been strong in her life. She held me in her arms and tears fell from her old cheeks. "Don't cry, Queenie. I love you the most as my baby. How can you be a child that no one wants?"

My parents had back-and-forth for several years and finally got married. At the wedding, my mother told me, "Remember to call me auntie and your father uncle. Those who come to celebrate are all well-known people, and don't give me bad luck!"

I didn’t know why it would bring my parents bad luck when I attended my parents' wedding.

After they got married, my aunt and uncle asked them when they would pick me up?

My mom always said that I had to wait first, because her job was unstable and she had no money, and she had her difficulties.

Every time my dad refused to let me go back, my aunt and uncle quarreled. "She is shameless to get unmarried but has children. Now she is married, and she is still with that loser. She has money for beauty salons, travel, clothes, but has no money to raise a child!"

"I think she just wants to throw this burden to us!"

"You're a saint, and our mother is a good person! It’s easy for your sister to say, and let me tell you now, she or me will not live together in this family!"

"All right, I'll find a way to send her away."

At this time, my uncle found that I was eavesdropping, and embarrassment flashed across his honest face. "Why hasn't Queenie slept yet now?"

"Good girl, let’s go to sleep now."

Adults always thought that children couldn't understand their words, but in fact, I could.

My aunt pulled my uncle away. She was not afraid of being a bad person. "Queenie, it's not that I'm heartless, but that I have two more boys to raise at home. I haven't graduated from college yet, and I had no way to make money."

"Your grandma is getting old, and she needs monthly medical fees, your two brothers also need money for the tuition fees, and the living expenses of your family are also required. Now, you are about to go to school."

"Your uncle and I are incompetent persons, so how can we have so much money? If you’re concerned about me, call your mother and tell her that you miss her and want to live with her, okay?"

I called Mom and told her that I missed her, asking if I could spend time with her and Dad.

She told me on the phone that she missed me too, but she was very busy with work every day and couldn't pick me up home.

"Besides..."

"Everyone in the company knows that we have only been married for less than three years. If I suddenly have a five-year-old child, what will they think of me?" "Be more sensible and don't say that again in the future."

When my aunt heard this from the side, she snatched the phone away and said, "Since you know it’s embarrassing, why didn't you think about it when you slept with him at that time?"

"You've been asking your mother and brother to take care of your child without any living expenses, aren't you ashamed about that?"

On the other end of the phone, my mother said, "My brother is raised by me, and my mother is also raised by me. It's none of your business!"

"Why it's none of my business. Wendy Levin, let me tell you! If you don't take the child away today, I'll throw her out. She deserves to be starving and frozen to death because of a mother like you!"

The two of them began to quarrel on the phone, getting more and more loudly.

Until they woke my grandma up.

With a stern face, she said to my aunt, "Since you don't have any money, neither do you want to raise Queenie, I’ll keep her and I don't need you to pay for it."

My uncle was not good with words and repeated it over and over again. "Mom, you know Tina, she didn't mean that. Mom..."

I wiped my tears helplessly again.

My aunt looked around and said gently, "Sister-in-law, I know you're having a hard time. I'm about to graduate, and I don't have many courses in the next semester. It'll be good for me to do a part-time job to increase my social experience."

My aunt looked at her uncle, who was calling her to apologize with a bitter face. She hugged her two sons who curled up on the sofa, then looked at me, who was crying bitterly.

Tears welled up in her eyes. "Why am I so miserable? I haven't had a good day since I married into your family."

She ran out crying.

When my grandma sent me home, she secretly gave me a few hundred dollars.

She nagged, "Be good in your mother's house and don't argue with her. You're her child, and she still loves you."

"She's just too busy with work, so she hasn't taken you home yet. You have to be considerate of her and do more housework at home. Just be a good girl."

When I arrived at my mother's house, I was stunned.

My aunt, who had sent me here, was also stunned.

She looked around at the decoration and ornaments here and pushed me forward coldly. "You're back to your poor home finally."

"It doesn't look like me."

"Go back and pack up to find a few broken bowls to beg for food!"

Hearing this, my mother immediately argued with her as if she didn't see me. "What do you mean, sister-in-law?"

"Why are you always so enigmatic for me?"

"Yes, to you!"

I was squeezed into the living room by them and didn't know where to stay for a while.

It wasn't that my aunt's house was dirty and messy. The cement floor downstairs in the countryside and the tile floor upstairs had always been clean, but I had never seen such a floor that was cleaned and waxed.

It was unknown when the two of them had finished arguing and my aunt had left.

"Daddy."

I called the tall man sitting on the sofa.

"Yes," he replied neither coldly nor warmly.

Before I could call her mom, she reached out to hook my collar and pulled me to the back of the sofa and said disgustedly, "You’re from the dirty countryside, so don't sit on my sofa."

This was the first day I came to this strange house.

At first, I thought my mother was just like this.

Grandma told me to forgive her, saying that she just didn't know how to be a mother.

Not long after, she got pregnant and gave birth to my younger sister.

She coaxed her to sleep gently and the water temperature for making milk must be more than 40°. My younger sister didn't wear disposable diapers, but traditional nappies. And she said that only pure cotton diapers could stick to her skin and make her feel comfortable.

After washing up, she had to bask in the sun. When she took the nappy back at night, it would be good when it felt warm.

Only then did I realize that she knew how to be a mother.

But she didn't know how to be my mom.

She felt that washing dishes was very hurtful to her hands.

So, since I came to this house, I had been washing dishes and mopping the floor. When my sister was born, I was the one who washed her nappies.

My mom threw the newly changed nappy into my small washbasin.

"You're quite obedient, and you’re not a freeloader."

I felt a stab of pain in my heart. In the past, no matter how much my aunt disliked me, she had never said that I lived off of nothing at home.

"Mom, this is my basin."

"So what? Can't we use it?" She took it for granted.

She completely forgot that when she and my dad bathed my sister last night, she told my dad carefully, "Children are very delicate, so the small basin for washing butts can't be used to wash their faces. The small basin for bathing is only for bathing. If you want to wash clothes and your smelly socks, be careful and don't use the baby’s!"

My sister was very good at acting cute, but in fact, she was not very obedient.

Every summer and winter vacation, she would postpone her homework and finish it until the last day.

I was often asked to help her do her homework.

I was seven years older than her. When she was in the third grade of primary school, I was already in my first year of high school.

There was a lot of pressure in high school. At that time, the pressure had not yet been reduced for the students. Everyone felt the peer pressure, and the students of the key schools had even greater pressure.

We had almost no winter or summer vacation.

"All these years, in order to curry favor with them, to rank, to win the bonus and use less of their money.

In every exam, I strived for the first place.

I held the prize money for the first place. When I took the certificate home, she always took the prize money lightly and said perfunctorily, "Not bad."

I had an appendicitis during my second year of high school, and my face was pale with pain.

My teacher was so scared that she called home again and again.