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Chapter 68
Hibiscus Diary Sunday, June 2007, 6 Father's Day

A holiday surprise for Dad fell through.

I'm busy again, I won't be back for lunch.

So I called Anhao.Well, today is Father's Day, have you prepared a gift for your dad?I ask her.

I called him.Happy holidays to him.Well said.

What about you before.I don't know how to remember to ask her how she used to be.But I just want to know.The same thing, want to see how different people have different attitudes.

I didn't know about Father's Day until I was in junior high school, but we were all together at that time and saw each other every day.There are so many warm words that cannot be said.It wasn't until the first year of high school that I started to make phone calls to greet on holidays.

I really didn't expect Anhao to know about Father's Day until she was in junior high school.When I was in kindergarten, I always taught us to express our love to our parents on Mother's Day, Father's Day, Thanksgiving Day and so on.The truths that the teachers said in my childhood have always affected me, and even now they can only become more and more serious.

It turns out that I was such a good child at such a young age.

Hibiscus diary Monday, June 2007, 6 The weather was fine

It was my mother who sent me to school again, and told me again: Zhu Jin, study hard and don't embarrass your father.

How long will it take for me to stop hearing those words?It has followed me as long as I can remember.

I asked Anhao what her mother's catchphrase was.An Hao wanted to say for a long time that she didn't remember what she said very frequently, but what she had to say was that you should eat better outside and don't treat yourself badly.I almost didn't cry.I have never heard my mother say a warm word to me when I grow up.I still remember when I was seven years old, I walked up to her in the new dress my dad bought, waiting for her to praise me like a little princess.But what was waiting was the dissatisfaction from her nostrils—hmph.She never looked at the presents I gave her for Mother's Day.I don't want to recall any more.More and more I feel that I am not her daughter at all, at best I picked it up.

Hibiscus Diary, Tuesday, June 2007, 6 It turns out that I am really not her biological

Dragon Boat Festival.

There was a big quarrel at home.It was the first time I saw my parents quarreling and their faces were red.Because Dad can't go to Grandma's for lunch with us.My sister and I were watching TV in the living room, and the sound of their arguing hit our eardrums like waves crashing against rocks.

"...I don't care if you must go today! You didn't go last year either!"

"Didn't I tell you earlier that I'm not free. Besides, why didn't I go last year?"

"That counts as last year?! Everyone left after dinner and you are here! If you don't go to my mother, you will nag me again later."

"Just let her nag. Old man."

"You're going to see that old man again, aren't you?"

"What did you say?"

"...Don't pretend to me! You think I don't know how many times you visit her every year and how much you pay her." "I've already helped her daughter raise the child. What else is she dissatisfied with? Is she so shameless?"

"Don't talk nonsense! The children are listening at home."

"Child? She is your child. I only have one daughter, Minmin." "I have provided for her and educated her for so many years, why should my husband support an old one now!" I can't stand it!Who is your wife and who is the person you really want to respect!You figure it out for me! "

Their argument ended with Dad slamming the door out.So my mother took all her anger on me.

"It's all your fault, a dead child! Why didn't you die with that bitch! Why didn't you die!" "Zhu Jin! Why didn't you die!"

I have met the person who has been called my mother for 17 years day and night, and said to me personally, why don't I die.My sister, watching all this indifferently, continued to watch her TV intently.

In the end, Dad still didn't go to grandma's house, and no one went.

I really didn't expect that I was really not born to my mother.Let me just say, why has she been so kind to my sister and so indifferent to me since she was a child.It turns out that I'm really not her own.hehe.I've always thought that I would be fine if it wasn't her own, why am I so sad now?

(End of this chapter)