I paid 300 thousand for my daughter's wedding, but I was arranged in the corner for a wedding banquet. I woke up after my daughter came to the door

　　I lost my mother since I was a child, and I have seven brothers and sisters in my family. Because my family is poor, I can't go on studying in the second grade of primary school. At that time, I was still young. I helped my father take care of my younger brothers and sisters at home every day, then washed the clothes of a large family, cooked, and cut pig grass. At that time, there were 7 pigs in the fence behind my toilet.

　　My husband and I met on a blind date. Generally speaking, the conditions in his family are much better than mine. There are three husbands and brothers, and his parents are dual employees. He is the youngest. He graduated from high school and worked as a technician in the factory.

　　I remember I cared about him the first time we met. He was handsome, with a Chinese face, tall and elegant. I felt inferior at that time, because I couldn't keep up with nutrition since I was a child. At that time, I was dark and thin, and my key face was not good-looking. Later, I was always disgusted by my husband and said that I had an ugly face.

　　Anyway, my husband and I finally got together.

　　My father is naturally satisfied with this marriage. Strangely, my in-laws also like me very much, especially my mother-in-law who will hold my hand and be caring and attentive to me. She also said that I don't have a biological mother, so I will take her as my own mother in the future. After listening to her mother-in-law, I was very moved and vowed to be filial to my in-laws from that moment.

　　It is said that the wedding is as sweet as honey, but since I married my husband, I have never felt a trace of warmth from him. I thought my husband was a slow-fever type, so I took the initiative to care about him. I wanted to touch him slowly with my kindness and gentleness. I was filial to my in-laws and worked hard at housework, thinking that one day he would be sincere to me.

　　In the third year after marriage, our daughter was born, and I was filled with joy when I looked at her as an infant. Fortunately, my daughter inherited her husband's looks in many places, with a round face, big double eyelids and even white skin. My husband looked at her and liked her very much. He also teased me that she was still smart enough, and all her looks followed him. If she was like me, she would be worried about not getting married in the future.

　　Looking at me in the mirror, I am really ugly, even a little ugly. I am still dark, with a sharp chin and eyes not much bigger than soybeans.

　　The birth of my daughter has not changed my husband's attitude towards me. He is still indifferent to me, but I am still enthusiastic. Because of my daughter, my life is complete and I am immersed in happiness.

　　But when my daughter was 4 years old, I went home because I lost my job.

　　Because I have neither education nor skills, I was on the first list of layoffs in the factory, so I went home. My husband always gave me a cold shoulder and spoke gruffly to me. I pondered how to make money all day. Later, with the help of my friends, I decided to sell stinky tofu to make money.

　　At that time, stinky tofu, a delicious food, was just beginning to become popular in our place. There were many vendors in the streets and at the entrance of the new village who set up stalls to fry stinky tofu. I also learned this technology, and then I did it.

　　Later, because my fried stinky tofu tastes good and the price is affordable, I can buy 10 yuan for 1 yuan. Many students and people who go to work will stop to eat when they pass my stall. Seeing that my business is getting better and better, I spend more and more time outside. Sometimes I don't have time to pick up the children, so I want my husband to help me, but he doesn't want to. Later, I have to ask my in-laws to help me.

　　My parents-in-law always liked my daughter very much. At that time, my mother-in-law often helped me pick up my daughter, so I could make money wholeheartedly. I fantasized about improving our family and letting my daughter live a happy life with my hardworking hands.

　　I always come home late for business. At first, my husband will buy food and cook with his daughter after work, but gradually, my husband simply puts her daughter at her in-laws' house, and he disappears after work. When I get home tired, it is impossible for me to get my husband to pour me a glass of water. He always looks at me coldly and asks me rudely if I can make some money, so I can order him around at will!

　　But I didn't mean that. I just felt very tired. I stood outside all day and my calves were swollen.

　　Later, I learned that my husband already had someone outside, and that person was her first love girlfriend.

　　It turned out that my husband had been in love with this woman for a long time before he met me, but later people abandoned him when they had a better choice. He accepted the arrangement of his in-laws, set a blind date with me and married me only when he had to. No wonder he didn't value me from beginning to end, thought I was low in education, thought I was ugly and didn't deserve him. Now I finally know the answer.

　　Now that the woman has divorced, her husband wants to be with her, so he always divorces me. For my daughter's sake, I don't promise, so he quarrels with me every day and smashes things. For this reason, my mother-in-law doesn't know how many tears she has shed, but her husband just insists on divorce, and finally I have to promise.

　　Before the divorce, I secretly went to see that woman. She was really beautiful, fair-skinned, and had the beauty of a young woman. I was not a vulgar woman and didn't even know a few words.

　　My daughter was in the sixth grade when we divorced. I wanted to take her away, but she chose her father.

　　Although I really want to take my daughter away, I can only accept her choice.

　　I don't blame her. As far as conditions are concerned, her father's situation is better than mine. He has a stable job, and his salary is not low. Besides, I don't worry about having in-laws to help me. On the contrary, I am unable to take care of my daughter because I sell stinky tofu all over the streets.

　　My daughter has been living with her father for years. At first, I took her to live for two days every month. Later, her studies became tense, so we rarely met. Once I pulled a cart past her school, I stopped to wait for my daughter to see her after school. Later, I saw her from a distance, and she saw me, but then she still left with her classmates talking and laughing, and chose to turn a blind eye to me.

　　That night, I still felt pain in my heart. We had a mother-daughter game. For the first time, I felt that we were so far away.

　　In recent years, my ex-husband has taken his daughter with him, and his present wife has taken her son to form a family of four and lived together all the time. In addition to trying to earn money and provide my daughter with some material needs as much as possible, I found that my daughter's heart is gradually drifting away from me.

　　My daughter was admitted to the university later, and I wanted to accompany her, but she refused, saying that her father would accompany her. I asked my daughter what she wanted, and her daughter said that she wanted a notebook. I immediately gave her 5000 yuan, which is all I can do in my heart.

　　My daughter went to work after graduating from college, and talked about her boyfriend. Many things were unknown to me. Sometimes I called her, and her attitude was indifferent. I was a little bored and hung up after a few words. I often asked her if her father and aunt were good to you. She always said it was fine, and then there was no topic.

　　My daughter decided to get married. Knowing the good news, I was happy for several days.

　　I specially called my daughter and gave her 300,000 yuan I had accumulated for more than ten years. I told my daughter that although it was not much money, it would always help your little family. I asked her to take it well, and her daughter took it down and said to me: Thank you, mom.

　　Because of these four words, I was excited for a long time.

　　But it was not until my daughter's wedding day that I realized that I was far less important in her heart.

　　Because my daughter got married, I was not arranged to sit at the main table, but sat in the corner. That table was full of relatives, and I sat with a group of relatives.

　　My tears couldn't help flowing down at once. Perhaps in her heart, her father and aunt raised her, and they were more important in her heart. Or perhaps because of their high cultural level and elegant speech, sitting at the main table made her daughter more face-saving. As for my biological mother, I really have a poor image.

　　Later, I also persuaded myself to let go. Now that my daughter has found happiness, I, as a mother, will be happy for her, and don't think about anything else.

　　My daughter lived happily these years, and later she had children of her own, because the children were all brought up by her in-laws. My grandmother seldom saw children, and now I am almost 70 years old. I think that as long as I am healthy, it will reduce my daughter's burden.

　　But just last year, my daughter suddenly came to the door. She said that she wanted something from me this time, and that no one could help me in this matter.

　　My daughter later told me that her father, my ex-husband, had divorced. Before that, her ex-husband was diagnosed with lung cancer. After taking care of her for half a year, the woman complained all day that her life was too hard, and then she filed for divorce and went to live with her son.

　　Since these days, my daughter has been running from hospital to home, and she really can't cope with such a hard life. My daughter cried and told me that her grandson was still young, and she really couldn't cope with it. She begged me to be husband and wife for a hundred days, so she asked me to go back and help her take care of her ex-husband for her sake.

　　I explained to my daughter that our relationship between husband and wife had long since ended, and now I have no obligation and no position to take care of my ex-husband. My daughter later told me: So what is it for me? Can you hold on for me?

　　At that moment, I finally understood that in my daughter's eyes, I was nothing but a nanny, a nanny who reassured her. In her heart, only I could take good care of her father, but did she care about my feelings?

　　In those years when I was married to my ex-husband, he never really treated me. When his first girlfriend turned back, he immediately chose to divorce me. Now that people are gone, they are counting on me again. But I am almost 70 years old, and I finally live a relaxed life. Why should I continue to endure it for my daughter?

　　I finally woke up, and maybe I have never been able to forgive me in my daughter's heart, but who can I settle this account with?