Oral: Li Yueying
Author: Qingmeizhuojiu
I knew that I was different from other children when I was seven years old.
That day, I had an argument with a boy from my neighbor's house. My sharp tongue made the boy unable to resist. After losing ground, he suddenly made a big move: "What are you proud of? My parents are all close to you, you are Come, do you know who your father is? "
This blow left me speechless. I ran home crying. My parents comforted me for a long time and even found the boy's parents, but they still couldn't They didn't tell me clearly that I was their biological child.
As I grow older, I gradually understand and accept the fact that I am indeed an adopted child. Although I was adopted, my life was still very happy. My adoptive father was a public middle school teacher and my adoptive mother was an ordinary housewife. At that time, in our hometown, there were many families where the men worked outside and the women were farmers.
Because my adoptive father earns a monthly salary and my adoptive mother is also very capable, my family is an enviable well-off family in our village. It can be said that if the adoptive parents could have a child of their own, the family would be perfect. However, unfortunately, my adoptive mother's belly remained silent after several years of marriage, so she adopted me out of desperation.
My adoptive parents treat me as their own, and I treat them as my biological parents. Although I occasionally think about what my original home was like and why my biological parents gave me away to someone else's home, I just think about it and it doesn't hurt the relationship between me and my adoptive parents.
When I was in the second year of junior high school, the happy life of our family of three came to an abrupt end.
In the autumn of that year, my adoptive parents took their livestock cart to the cotton purchasing station in the countryside to sell cotton. Before leaving, my mother said to me with a smile: "After selling the cotton, I will buy you a bicycle. Now that you are a big girl, you can always ride it." That old 28-year-old car doesn’t look like much either.” I happily sent them out and began to look forward to riding on my new car.
The new bicycle did not enter my door, but I was waiting for a thunderbolt from the clear sky. Because my adoptive father seldom drove livestock, he made an error when he crossed paths with a tractor on the way to the collection station. The livestock truck and the tractor were scratched, and the tractor The roar of the car frightened the animals into confusion, and they began to run wildly. The adoptive father was thrown from the car and his head hit the hard road.
spent more than a week rescuing him in the hospital but could not get him back from the hands of death. Although the adoptive mother saved her life, she also lost her ability to work and was inseparable from crutches for the rest of her life.
My world suddenly fell. It cost a lot of money to save my adoptive father, and my adoptive mother also needed to be taken care of after she was discharged from the hospital. The once proud little princess like me had to bow to reality. I said to my adoptive mother: "Mom, I won't go to school anymore." , I will come home to take care of you and maintain our family."
The weak adoptive mother is still strong. She stroked my head and said: "I will find a way to deal with things at home. Your academic performance has always been your father's pride. You don’t study anymore, I’m sorry for your father’s soul in heaven.”
The family’s financial support has collapsed, and my family’s conditions have plummeted. Although relatives and friends occasionally provide help, life is still stretched. The annual tuition, miscellaneous fees, book fees and living expenses are just a few dollars, which makes my mother and I breathless.
I once again had the idea of dropping out of school. At this moment, my head teacher told me that a caring person from another county heard about my experience, contacted the Education Bureau, and was willing to support my study expenses.
This news brought hope to me and my adoptive mother. Although I had the idea of dropping out of school, I was unwilling to do so because my grades had always been among the best in school. It would be a pity to give up.
With the help of this caring person, I was relieved of my worries, and I returned to my desk without any distractions.
From junior high school to high school, he has been silently supporting me. Not only that, every Chinese New Year and holiday, I will also receive clothes, shoes or other gifts from him. I reported my academic performance to him and expressed my gratitude to him in person many times. He always refuses.
He said to me: "Don't have too much pressure, just concentrate on reading the book well. I will support you as long as you can go on the road of seeking knowledge." He also enlightened me: "The family situation is difficult. It’s not anyone’s fault, nor is it a reason for low self-esteem. I hope you can grow up happily.”
With his help, I successfully completed high school and scored 82 points higher than the first-class score in the college entrance examination that year. Admitted to the university with excellent results. The moment I got the college notice, I called him to tell him the good news and asked to meet him again. I also said that this was my mother's wish.
His voice on the other end of the phone was choked with sobs: "My son, congratulations! I'll take care of the things at hand, and then go to your house with your aunt to visit you and your mother!"
At the appointed time, I kept my house clean and welcomed the noble people in my life with the most solemn etiquette.
At ten o'clock in the morning, I finally saw the true face of the caring person who has supported me for many years in Lushan. His wife and daughter came with him. The moment I met his daughter, I was shocked. This girl looked so much like me. When his wife saw me, she hugged me in her arms and shed tears.
When he handed a birth certificate into the hands of my adoptive mother, I finally understood that the caring people who had supported me for many years were my biological parents. After we sat down in the room, my biological mother told me that she had accidentally gotten pregnant while she was in a relationship with my father.
In that era, it was very shameful to get pregnant out of wedlock. I thought about having an abortion in the hospital, but I was told that the risk of abortion was very high and it might cause lifelong infertility. In desperation, my mother had no choice but to secretly give birth to me. My father was still in the army at the time, and it was difficult for an unmarried girl to take care of her child. My mother later secretly gave me away.
After my father and mother got married, I was always an unforgettable pain in their hearts. After asking around, I found out that I lived happily in my adoptive parents' home. They didn't disturb my adoptive parents' lives, but just watched me grow up silently.
They got the news not long after my adoptive father passed away. If they brought me home at that time, it would definitely be a fatal blow to my adoptive mother. Therefore, they intervened in my life as caring people, funded my studies, and helped my poor family.
The adoptive mother held her mother's hand and kept thanking her. The mother said: "Sister, we should be the ones saying thank you. I just gave birth to her, but you raised her. We are not here to compete with you for your daughter. You will always be the child's mother!"
learned the truth I had mixed feelings afterwards. Thinking about the unfortunate experience of Liu Xuezhou some time ago, compared with him, I am lucky. Since then, I have had two families and two mothers, both of whom love me equally.
