The story of a 9-year-old girl

#Headlines Will #After I got married, I lived in the county town and rarely returned to my hometown. Last year, because of the house decoration problem, I chose to go back to my hometown for a year. (Mother-in-law's house)

At the beginning of returning to my hometown, I didn't know anyone, after all, I came out the day after I got married. To be honest, just back to my hometown is really not used to, the surrounding neighbors do not know what the man is called, see can only get used to the smile, is a greeting.

When my son returned to his hometown, he was just over two years old, and he didn't know anyone, and slowly, for more than a month, he slowly became acquainted with the children around him.

Today I'm going to tell the story of a little girl playing with my son. This little girl is 9 years old, my son is a little over two years old, and would not have played together. But this girl had some relatives with our family, so she got closer.

The little girl was white and quiet, and she was taller among her peers. Every day after school, my son would play downstairs and see her and say, "Sister is back!" This little girl also liked my son. But more often than not, she would talk to me behind me, saying who was wrong with her school, what was her grandmother doing today? Why is my son so cute and so on...

At first, I didn't think there was anything wrong with it, I just thought that this child was very sensible.

Until one day she was very unhappy to do next to me, (there is a small park downstairs in my hometown, and my son mostly plays in it) I saw her sitting there without talking, and I asked, "What's wrong?" Not happy today? Did the teacher criticize you? ”

She looked at me and sipped her lips: "Niangniang, our classmates all say that I am a child without a mother, and some people say that my mother ran away and didn't want me."

I was shocked, because this little girl I knew and heard about her. Her mother left less than three months after giving birth to her and never came back. Her mother and father had a wedding in their hometown and did not have a marriage license. She was brought up by her grandmother, who worked outside.

I'm also a person who is not good at talking, I don't know how to answer her, I thought, "You have a mother, everyone has their own mom and dad."

She looked down and said, "My grandmother also said that I have a mother, and said that when I grow up, I can buy a ticket to find my mother." But why didn't My mother come to see me? ”

I touched her head, "Because she's going to work!" And when you grow up, you'll know why. When you grow up, you will understand a lot. ”

She looked up at me: "I'll go to my mother when I grow up, so-and-so (my son's name) is so good." You accompany him every day. How nice would it be if you were my mother? ”

I smiled, and I didn't know how to answer her, and her grandmother told her to go home. And she was gone. We didn't talk about it again.

I think the divorce rate is very high now, the most hurt is the child, although she is happy on the surface, but she still has shortcomings in her heart. The child was not wrong, she was indeed the biggest victim of the marriage