Feminism and donkeys

Zhimai left while crying.

When she learned that Xun Hui had been admitted to the hospital due to stomach problems, her immediate reaction was how uncomfortable it must be.

She also had a stomachache, although it was not to the extent of going to the hospital, but it was enough to let her know how painful it was, it was burning, like holding a dagger to stir in the stomach.

Although she hates this neighbor, she also feels sorry for her, so she decides to visit Xunhui under the struggle between the two.

Zhimai came just in time to hear Xun Hui telling her story, she was not willing to move, and decided to continue to eavesdrop on the ups and downs of the goddess's legendary life.

After standing for a while, I was thankful that I made porridge, otherwise Xunhui would not have family to accompany her in this city, so who would take care of her even if she was sick.

But the more she listened to Zhimai, the more guilty she felt, and it was unethical to touch other people's privacy, so she shouldn't continue listening.

As soon as she decided to go into the ward to show her face, she heard Xun Hui confessing her love.

For some reason, she didn't interrupt directly, but immediately retreated to the other wall, until a wave of despair filled her body.

Like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, the brain is like a big bell in a temple being knocked and buzzing, the limbs are numb, and the body is no longer my own.

In the end, Zhimai still didn't dare to continue listening, she couldn't imagine what else Qingxuan would say, the love of her life, every word could turn into a sharp sword and stab her to death.

What a tragedy for Xunhui, my mother was seriously ill, my family was broken, I failed the college entrance examination, I was alone, I went abroad to work alone with no one around me, why did I get down?

Isn't it based on the sincerity and sincerity of the young Qingxuan?

This tragic experience really made those who heard it sad and those who listened to tears. Qingxuan was her only friend, she was a driving force, a crutch, and a light. She couldn't do without Qingxuan!

Yes, they are so well matched, the youthful friendship created in heaven, the two green plums are entangled with each other, the two had to be temporarily separated due to uncontrollable reasons, and now they meet again, which is to renew their relationship.

But why are you crying?

But why is she crying?

Why am I always the one not chosen?

The most feared thing has come true, and the day of being abandoned and abandoned has come again.

Zhimai doesn't know what to do, she just wants to escape now, to a place where there is no Qingxuan to be quiet.

Read almost a decade in the city as an adult.For her, her hometown is an invisible scar, but she has nowhere to go.

She wanted to go home, to a small border town in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

The hilly terrain in the south makes it impossible for high-speed trains, let alone airplanes.

The huge cost of road construction is not an excuse for the government, but in the final analysis is a disease of poverty.

When Qingxuan first learned that Zhimai had to go back to the prefecture-level city and take a bus for three hours to go home, he was very surprised. Is there still a place where there is no train?

Zhimai smiled, yes, there are many, and they can be found everywhere.

She thought, the senior sister must have never taken this kind of transportation, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the lights were dim.

Sauerkraut, air conditioning, second-hand smoke, cheap leather, etc., all kinds of smells are mixed together, almost nauseating.

There are also children fighting and screaming, and parents angrily scolding and swearing in dialect, closed, noisy and suffocating.

But Zhimai felt very quiet, so quiet that he could understand every word of an old Cantonese song played by the driver.

Now she came home alone, just like when she was 18 years old when she left her home and was alone.

Since childhood, Zhimai knew that he was never the one chosen by his parents.

When Xiao Zhimai changed her teeth, her mother became pregnant.

The family went through a lot of hardships and asked someone to find a relationship to do a gender identification, and it was a boy.

The parents smiled and looked forward to the arrival of their son happily. They didn't care whether having one more child would make the poor family worse.

When she was seven years old, her deciduous teeth became loose, and her father cheerfully carried her onto the motorcycle and went straight to the town hospital.

For three yuan, the nurse skillfully used sterilized silver pliers to pull out one of her teeth effortlessly.

The process was quick and painless, but the blood flowed profusely. She swallowed a little, it was fishy and salty.

Father grabbed her braid and asked if it hurt, Xiao Zhimai bit the cotton and shook her head and said that she felt nothing at all.

He grinned happily with his eight gleaming teeth, carried his daughter back to the motorcycle as soon as he lifted it, and pinched her face: "Wow, our wheat has grown up and become so brave!"

He continued to drive the car to the door of the lottery shop, checked the current Shuangseqiu numbers, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and pinched his daughter's nose: "In the future, Xiaomai must not follow Dad to buy lottery tickets. Winning the lottery is simply impossible."

"Then why are you still buying it?"

"If you don't buy it, you will be like this for a lifetime. If you buy it, you may be able to turn around one day."

Xiao Zhimai nodded ignorantly, and the father smiled again, rubbing his daughter's head.

Like all middle-aged men, the father bought lottery tickets occasionally, eager to get rich overnight, but soberly taught his daughter not to believe in gambling.

Later, the mother's belly grew like a balloon, and she had to stop working.

Outsiders say that the women here are always hard-working and willing to work hard, while the men are lazy and incompetent and can't bear hardships. The difference is too great.

The two evils are the lesser of the two evils, and they are both husbands and godchildren. They all rejected the pursuit of the locals and chose to go home and marry.

This is true.

After my father inherited the small grocery store on the first floor from the previous generation, my mother took care of it.

Purchase, payment, and retail, my mother takes care of everything in an orderly manner, and the money she earns is almost the only source of income for the family.

The mother's body was getting heavier day by day, and she could no longer run the grocery store, so the breadwinner was handed over to the father.

He had never done these things before, and he learned how to manage very humbly at the beginning. He no longer idled around, nor drove a motorcycle around the streets and alleys all day long. Neighbors praised his mother for having a good husband.

The hardships of a wife supporting the family with blood, tears and sweat have never been seen, but it must be very rare and everyone praises that a prodigal son will not change his money and a man will become better.

This is the first time that a father has taken the initiative to take on the burden, and the mother is very pleased. She is very grateful that she is pregnant with a son this time, so that her husband can develop a sense of responsibility.

But the good times don't last long.

He was a spoiled only child, impatient and fun-loving, unable to withstand the temptations of his friends every day, and soon reverted to playing cards. He didn't win much, and when he lost, he used the goods in the store to pay off his debts.

Grocery stores are always open for half a day and closed for one day, fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

The store's small business can't stand the toss, the income plummets, and it can't make ends meet.

The mother had no choice but to drag her heavy body and continue to run the store with difficulty, but she still couldn't make up for the expenses.

Poor and lowly couples mourn everything.The mother became very bad-tempered and argued with her husband many times, scolding him for stealing from the store.

Love is a luxury. Her temper is good and bad. Sometimes she cursed her husband in front of her daughter, and then she began to cry while holding her. She cried and said that she must not only covet the good looks of a man, marrying such a person who accomplishes nothing. ;

Sometimes he babbled about how nice it is to have multiple younger brothers to accompany his elder sister, so that she would not be afraid of being alone as she grows up.

This pregnancy did not go as smoothly as the first one. She fainted and was hospitalized every three days, and her expenses soared, making it difficult to sustain.

The unborn embryo crazily absorbs the vitality of the mother, indirectly cutting off the family's economic lifeline, like a demon who can never get enough to eat, chewing on the flesh and blood of the family.