"Wow..." a cry from the baby stiffened the family's expectant smile.
The birth of a newborn should have been such a happy thing, but in an instant, grandparents looked a little older. Grandma sighed and said, "Girl, it's a girl again", grandpa stood at the door and looked up at the sky without going in to look at me, only saw a long lament, parents at the moment fell to the bottom, the whole family was dead silent, let the baby cry in bed no one picked her up. This baby is me, the third girl in the family.
The next day, grandpa had already contacted someone and planned to send me away, and the aunt came that afternoon because there were no children at home, and took a lot of gifts to express her gratitude to my family, and no one stopped grandpa's approach, probably unanimously agreed.
At that time, I was born, and later I heard my grandfather say that it was really only the size of a little cat and a puppy, very small, very thin, completely malnourished, and the moment my aunt picked me up, I cried a lot, how could I not coax well, maybe hungry or feel unknown to express my inner unhappiness. Later, there was really no way, the aunt said to the mother, "Big sister, let the child drink breast milk for a few days, it is good for the child." My mother must have been a little distressed, and said, "Then let it go, I'll hold it later", so I was temporarily left behind.
But things were not satisfactory, and after my grandfather knew that I was staying, he went to ask my grandfather the next day to let them take me in, and then let the aunt who reported me go directly to the handover. At first, my grandfather did not agree, but later I couldn't stand my grandfather's hard and soft and hard and agreed to it. So, just like that, I was taken over by my grandfather and never came home. At the moment I was taken away, there was a noise in the village, I died, and I dug a child's grave in the mountain, which was naturally mine, and it contained my clothes and diapers and other sundries, and my mother and grandmother and my aunt cried for a few days expressing my sadness for the loss of me.
Later, under the careful care of my grandfather, I grew okay, not as thin as before, clean and fat. In those days, my grandfather also developed feelings for me, and when the aunt went to hug me, my grandmother left me behind and did not agree to take me away, so I became a child raised by my grandmother.
The next year, my mother gave birth to a younger brother, don't think that the joy of the whole family should be happier than winning the lottery, naturally forgetting my existence, my mother has seen me several times, and has never given me the warmth of love, and has always sneered at me for not being a boy.
When I grew up, I knew that I was a little angry but powerless, that my family's partiality was not important, and that they treated me as superfluous, and gave myself reasons that I was not just because I was not a boy.
Inheritance is actually a state of mind, how many families really have an inheritance waiting for boys to inherit, and girls are not unable to achieve great things, or will do better. Some elders prefer sons to daughters, or are deliberately picking on their daughters-in-law, or deliberately looking for someone to be angry.
In the future, I will not have a patriarchal mentality, and even I will love my daughter more. Patriarchal is a bad view that continues in ancient times, I hope that we modern people correctly understand this problem, in fact, boys and girls are the same, the key depends on how we are parents.
Friends, what do you think about the "son preference", do you prefer more boys or more girls?