LOGINMy father’s parents saw the photos too. In his anger, his father declared that he was going to kill his useless son, but when he saw my father lying in bed while covered in spots, the elderly man could only fall to his knees and cry. He begged God to let his son live a little longer. His mother sat by his bed and wept. “Look at you. Willow is a good girl, but you just had to marry that sketchy woman. Look what happened! She ran away, and you even got syphilis.”His parents started searching for doctors who could cure him, but they were unable to keep his sickness under control. Meanwhile, Yvonne had run away before my father’s parents came. After my father died, he stated in his will that he wanted to give my mother half of his wealth. His parents also gave my mother some money, saying that it was for her to take care of me. With that money, my mother repaid all her debts, and she bought a flower shop near my grandmother’s place. In truth, my mother was the one who sent
As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life.As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before. In order to get clout, Yvonne always stood up against my mother. She argued against everything my mother said and wore the same clothes my mother did. If anyone yelled at her, she would put on the image of a pure, innocent, helpless woman. The ignorant viewers always thought that my mother was bullying them, and my mother was cyberbullied for quite some time. In the end, my father got the behind-the-scenes footage and got her cancelled. She was helpless against the sudden revelation and could only go abroad to study. A few years l
Even after getting the money, my mother continued working at the flower shop. I was starting to get better, too, albeit at a snail’s pace. After all, she took great care of me. In the past, she was never able to cook well. All her meals were either burnt or still too raw. I always ended up with an upset tummy, and she constantly had medicine for diarrhea in her handbag. At present, she could cook properly. She finally learned that winter clothes were sold at a discounted price during the summer. She also learned that she could use medical insurance to pay for medicine at the hospital. My grandmother taught my mother all those things. During that year, she finally got the love of a mother that she was always supposed to have. However, as the villainess of the story, even if she did not bother anyone, she still could not live in peace. Soon, someone figured out where my mother worked, and they ordered many bouquets from the flower shop. After receiving the flowers, th
During one month, my mother suddenly became very tired all the time. There were even tons of leaves stuck to her fuzzy overcoat when she came to visit me. “Piggy, do you want to see Daddy?” she asked. When I was just born, she had often tried to call that number, but she never found the courage to do so. I was mad at my mother for still missing that horrible man, so I turned my face away and started twiddling my thumbs as I ignored her. My mother told me many things. The next day, a man and a woman visited me. I had never seen my father before, so when the man tried to touch me, I cried with all my might.The nurse hurried over and attempted to calm me down, while the man was pushed to the back. He looked completely lost. “Are you the patient’s family?” the nurse asked. “I’m her father,” the man said. Since I was wailing, the woman set out to make me stop crying too. I did not like her. She had my father’s smell. Just then, my mother came over. At this point, she
We stayed there for a year. In our second year, it snowed in the Southern River. I had turned one and grown a few baby teeth. It made my mother so happy that she smiled brightly. She often lifted me up high in the air and spun in circles among the rose bushes. My grandmother still preferred to sit by the window to read a novel so thick that she could not even lift it. Sometimes, she let her mind wander while she stared at the rose bushes outside the window. My grandmother and mother spent every day arguing. My grandmother scolded my mother for being reckless with money, while my mother scoffed at my grandmother for being too old-fashioned. While I was playing in the living room, my grandmother would read me some stories. “In the end, the pigeon flew far away in search of its own place,” she said. When my mother saw this, she would sit with me and listen to my grandmother’s stories with rapt attention. Winter was a hard season for my grandmother. She was often dr
I slept all the way through the trip to my grandmother’s house. When I opened my eyes, I heard my grandmother lecturing my mother. “You only ever knew how to spend money. You’re an idiot to have ended up in this state.”My mother just cried as she ate bread. In order to buy the train ticket, she had split one meal into three, and she had never been full during those days. My grandmother had graying hair, aloof eyes, and a cutting tongue. She lashed out at my mother, but she could not hide the joy, longing, and reproach in her eyes. That was the gaze of a woman whose daughter had grown up and finally came home. My grandmother lived in a quiet house in the Southern River, and her life was good. She even had a garden wall covered in roses.When the wind blew, the flowers swayed gently. There was a stone table in the garden, and there was a fluffy, plump, white cat lying on it. On days when the sky was clear, it would sleep beside the rose bushes. My grandmother never thought







