In the 90 years when the divorce rate was very low, I became the child of an incomplete family

My mom married the guy in 1988 and I was born in 90. I don't really want to call him my dad. My birth was probably rejected because I was a girl. My grandparents happily waited for my mother to confinement, but the man did not want to accept that I was a girl, disgusted that the confinement room smelled bad, and then went to the unit to live, and did not come home for a long time.

When I was a few months old, the man said he was going out for business and went to the Great Northwest. There he met a woman from a dry hair salon, and the two hooked up. Completely disregarded my mother who had just given birth to a child and me who had only been a few months. Even more brazen, he took the woman home and then lied that she was the daughter-in-law of a business partner who needed him to take care of the woman because he had committed an affair outside. The woman also brought a little girl in a torn cotton jacket with cotton wool exposed, but she herself was quite dressed in a foreign style. My mother naively believed the man's lies, warmly received the mother and daughter, and cut the cloth to make new cotton clothes and pants for the woman's children. She really pitied them, but she didn't know that this was a wolf in the room.

Later, it was my aunt who took the truth out of the man's mouth, and he was going to divorce my mother. In the 90s, a village could not find a few divorced families, the kind my mother was suddenly confused, she did not understand why that person became like this, just because she gave birth to a girl? At that time, if it was in line with the policy, my mother could still have a second child. Later, when I grew up, I understood that I was a girl for a small reason, mainly because my mother was too honest and responsible, and he was not a road person. He likes the kind of woman who can be crazy and wild, and honest women he finds boring.

Then it started to make trouble, and the grandparents cried every day and scolded the dog man and woman every day. The two of them were also iron-hearted together, and my mother took me back to my grandmother's house. Grandpa was also angry and almost went crazy, and Grandpa, who had always been strong in temper, looked at me who was still swaddled and shed tears.

After a long time of trouble, my mother has been living in my grandmother's house, and when I was a little more than a year old, the person said that he was going to break up with the woman and ran to my grandmother's house to confess his mistake. My mom thought he had really changed his mind and was going to forgive him like that. The man said he wanted my mom to borrow some money from my grandma's house, and he led my mom out into hiding so he could get rid of the woman. My naïve mother believed it again. My grandmother didn't quite believe it, she was afraid that my mother was too real to suffer losses outside, and that the family did not have so much money for the time being, so she planned to see his performance again. But he still sent a telegram to his relatives in Taiwan to borrow some money. Who would have expected that a few days later my mother would receive an anonymous letter telling me how the man had joined forces with the woman to cheat my grandmother's family of a sum of money, and the man had seen the matter revealed and then led the woman away.

My mom's heart was completely cold because it wasn't the first time he'd cheated on him. When they were just married, he used to take my mother's gold jewelry to please a female colleague in his unit, but the female colleague was a decent person, and he did not steal it.

In the end they divorced, I was left by my grandmother at my grandparents' house, my grandmother's idea should be considered by all mothers, my mother is only 25 years old, she has a better life waiting for her, not because of me to take a lifetime. My mother was crying every day when I thought about it, my grandparents were also holding me and crying every day, and my grandmother also lost dozens of pounds at once because she was too sad.

From the time I can't remember, I was forced to be the child of an incomplete family. It is only after I became a wife and mother that I deeply realized that an unfortunate childhood really needs a lifetime to heal, and a good family is really too important for a child's life.