Married at 27, pregnant, vomiting. On the fifth day after they met, he had a one-night stand with Juan. After forced abortion, she worked overtime for their company for more than two months, less than 16 days after delivery.

In the next few years, it was noisy and stumbling. At the age of 29, he yelled at me on a winter night and told me to get out. I packed my clothes and left, crying alone on an unopened street floor for two hours. He apologized and asked me for forgiveness. I was tired, filed for divorce and never wanted to see him again. I was deadlocked with him for more than half a year and agreed to go through the formalities.

When I left, the house was being decorated. The landlord of the temporarily rented apartment wants to sell the house, and I am allowed to move out within three days. After paying for the marbles, he still had fifteen dollars on him, and he drove away. He didn't have the money to take a taxi, so he rode his bike seven times to move a little ant. On the way to move, I received a phone call from my brother. I loved my period and passed away. I told my family that I would go back in a few days. Because if I don't move home within three days and urge the workers to install electricity in my room, I will sleep on the street, and I don't want my family to know about it. After moving things, I have no money to ask my aunt to clean the unfinished house. I spent the whole day scrubbing the floor with a towel. I'm too hungry to eat.

Fortunately, I found a piggy bank full of coins when I moved. I went to eat a bowl of Lanzhou Lamian Noodles coins, and exchanged coins with my boss for more than 200 pieces.

Before the quarrel, I borrowed hundreds of thousands for decoration, and naturally I paid them back. I left the city where my house was located and went to work in Shanghai. I get up at four o'clock in the morning to catch the high-speed rail. My monthly salary is 1 10,000, my credit card is renovated by stages, and my monthly mortgage is110,000. I pinched my fingers and figured out when I would pay it off. There are still some human feelings in the middle. It's too bitter to think of it ...

After 1 year, I often suffer from insomnia and mental stress, which leads to endocrine disorders and polycystic warm nests. I took Chinese medicine for seven months.

Now, I'm back and I've paid off my credit card and loan. There is a lover who loves me deeply and plans to get married 1 1 month after meeting my parents. This is not an accident, as long as there is no accident.

I cried again just now, because the pregnancy of polycystic ovary syndrome was never prepared, and I was almost desperate. He is 35, the only child in the family, and I am almost 33. It is false to say that I don't hate that love rat, but after crying, I am still grateful for my life and fate. Suffering so much still gives me hope and luck.

May you and I both break our fate and be warmly embraced.

02

My hardest and poorest period was in 12.

I was sixteen years old that year.

I was born in 1996 and graduated from junior high school 20 1 1. This is the most glorious period of my first half life. My grades have been hovering in front of the class for a long time 15, in the top 45 of the grade and in the top 300 of the county.

The score of the senior high school entrance examination is 678.

I think this is my mother's proudest moment.

However, a year later, it may be that the serious problem of partiality has become more and more serious. You can only listen to math and physics for five minutes in a class, and then you will naturally be in a daze mode. In addition, the liberal arts in senior high school is not as simple as that in junior high school, and my grades have dropped seriously. If I can make up my grades as long as I work hard, then another thing is the main reason why I resolutely choose to drop out of school.

The class teacher confiscated my mobile phone.

Maybe you think it's nothing. It is common to confiscate mobile phones, but what if I told you that the mobile phones are full of pictures and novels of some comrades I just downloaded?

Well, when I was a freshman, I began to doubt my sexual orientation. My interest in boys is gradually emerging, and I am afraid. I started searching for relevant information on the Internet. Those large-scale pictures are eroding my body and mind, and I can't study at ease at all. I was looking at these pictures when I slept.

But in the countryside, I am particularly afraid that others will know these things, so you can imagine the fear of being a class teacher and having my mobile phone confiscated. Have I not had time to lock the screen because of panic?

I'm afraid he knows my secret. I'm afraid he'll have strange eyes in the future. I'm even more afraid that my classmates will know about it.

If I drop out of school, I won't hear their ridicule even if they know.

Such an idea cannot be annihilated after it arises spontaneously. I began to prepare my speech silently, telling my mother what would happen after I dropped out of school. I like cooking, and I can learn from chefs.

I didn't expect my mother to promise me so soon. I was surprised, but she just said not to regret it.

I don't think so. Fear of hiding secrets and young rebellion make me feel that the earth revolves around me.

The destruction of reality comes quickly.

After dropping out of school, I went to my mother's side. At this time, I found that my education and age were unacceptable in many places. I can only choose the factory.

I don't want to go. I play at home every day. In the third month, my mother couldn't stand it. She said that she helped me find a job as a factory warehouse manager in an industrial zone. Actually, I don't want to go either, but I'm afraid to say.

Because in those three months, I saw my mother go out early and come back late every day. I thought dropping out of school would lighten her burden, but it didn't. She is still very tired and can't sleep every night.

She has a severe disc herniation.

Every night I can clearly hear her turning over the bed, and my conscience makes me feel that I am going to work.

But this job didn't last long. Three months later, I resigned because I quarreled with another administrator. I know I will definitely fight him if I keep it, but I don't think I can win with my skill. I won't get angry, I'll just leave.

My mother didn't say anything when I came back, and continued to go out early and return late.

Fortunately, I only spent a little money every month in those three months, and I saved 5 thousand for a salary of more than 2 thousand a month. This money let me sleep until noon 12 every day after I quit my job, then get up and go out for dinner, then surf the Internet and come back in the middle of the night.

I came back only to find that my mother had left me a meal.

Don't trust me. It really felt like lightning struck me. I turned off the light and sat at the door smoking.

I feel really bored.

Maybe I still had 1000 yuan in my pocket, but I didn't know what I could do. I didn't do anything. I am degenerating every day. Everyone says that poor children are in charge early, but I embarrass my mother every day.

I can hear the neighbors gossiping behind their backs.

I was sitting at the door smoking a cigarette, and the neighbors who passed by came up disdainfully. I remember when I finished my middle school exam, she smiled and got rid of me to help her grandson with tutoring.

Smoking makes me want to cry.

Being poor is not terrible, but I am really poor, which is the most terrible thing.

I really wanted to die at that moment.

Because I feel sorry for my mother. My mother worked hard to raise me alone, and as a result, I couldn't give her anything or repay her.

It rained the next day, and I was awakened by the sound of rain at eight or nine o'clock. When I woke up, I found my mother sitting beside my bed, staring blankly at the raindrops outside the door.

Her eyes were glassy, as if she had lost all hope.

I got up, opened my eyes and just wanted to swear, but suddenly I fell silent. I looked at my mother sideways and found that she was really much older. My mother was beautiful when she was young, but she fell ill because she had to pay off the debts owed by my father and support my ancestors.

I got up with a guilty conscience, then chatted with her and went shopping with her. She was surprised because our relationship was very stiff during that time.

I could feel that she was happy that day.

At dusk, the rain stopped, and I accompanied her to the park. A group of old ladies can't bear loneliness, and have come out to hide in the square dance where they haven't been wet by the rain.

My mother's eyes lit up and she was humming. I can see that she seems to be interested, too.

So I asked her if she wanted to attend.

"I don't have time to work, I asked before. It costs five yuan to learn a square dance. Forget it. "

With that, she hurried home.

I froze in place.

What can I do with five dollars? I played League of Legends for two hours, which was not enough for me to have breakfast and buy a cup of milk tea.

But my mother wants to keep it.

I don't know whether she will save it to pay the rent or save it, but I really, really feel like an animal.

An impulse rushed into my chest and ran to tell my mother.

"Or I'll be a soldier."

Well, my mother wanted me to be a soldier for a long time, so that I could exercise and not be called a parasite, but I was afraid of being tired and refused.

My mother smiled. That was the first time I saw her smile so happily after I dropped out of school.

On the way home, she gently hummed the song she had just heard, walked easily and looked back at me from time to time.

I am proud of myself.