Chapter 4081 What to do if you are always being belittled (3)
Chapter 4081 What to do if you are always being belittled (3)
She thinks that her job is too busy and it is difficult to find a partner, so it would be better for her to find a job that is less busy and more stable.
The original owner didn't listen. She was not stupid and understood that this job could maintain her final dignity.
No matter how much she was belittled and looked down upon by her family, she never thought about quitting her job and changing her job.
Being in the game, it was impossible for her to completely abandon her family. In fact, before she died, she still hoped to be recognized by her family.
Unfortunately, when she died, she still heard derogatory words.
On the hospital bed that day, the original owner's mother and others cried: "I told her not to do that job, but she didn't listen. Isn't her body exhausted now?"
The father of the original owner said: "Girls should find a stable job, preferably a civil servant, a public institution, a teacher, etc. It would be great to have a stable job and take care of the family. She has been so stubborn since she was a child, and she is very unhappy."
Be obedient. What’s the point of working overtime from time to time and earning more? Now my life is gone.”
The original owner thought that at this time, they would always say a few nice words or regret belittling her, but she did not expect that they attributed her illness to work.
If they hadn't suffocated her too much, would she have been depressed and could only find self-confidence from work? Only by constantly working can she see her own value.
Hearing the boss's praise, feeling the envy of her colleagues, and winning a difficult project can make her feel comfortable and make her feel her self-worth, allowing her to temporarily forget those unpleasant words.
Of course, she still has a secret hope in her heart, thinking that if she climbs higher, she will one day be understood and recognized by them.
No.
By the time she died, they were still blaming her, belittling her, and denying all her efforts.
Recalling the repressed life of the original owner, I unknowingly arrived at the drop-off location.
Arriving at the door of the house, Qian Yan took out the key, put the key into the keyhole, and opened the door.
Today is Saturday, a day off.
The original owner's work is usually quite busy, and he occasionally works overtime on Saturdays, but not every Saturday. He happens to be quite free recently.
Qian Yan walked in and was stared at by a pair of eyes while changing his shoes.
She raised her head and looked over, and the person staring at her was none other than this body's father, Lu Pinghai. Seeing the frown on his face, Qian Yan turned a blind eye and only greeted Lu Pinghai by his usual name.
Lu Pinghai's expression was not very good, he responded lightly, and then said: "Don't perm your hair too often, it's bad for your health."
Qian Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his eyes and glanced at the unburned cigarette in Lu Pinghai's hand: "Dad."
"Smoke less. This stuff is carcinogenic and can easily lead to lung cancer."
Lu Pinghai, who was holding a cigarette, almost threw it away. He looked at Qian Yan in shock. When he was about to say something, Qian Yan took out a medical mask from his bag and put it on.
"Second-hand smoke is more harmful. For the health of you and your family, smoke less, and it's best not to smoke."
Qian Yan's words and actions made Lu Pinghai feel uncomfortable, and he had long forgotten to give her any advice about perming her hair.
"Children have to take care of adults' affairs." Lu Pinghai said displeasedly, "I've been smoking for decades and nothing has happened. It's all a matter of probability."
At this time, Feng Chunli walked out of the room: "What are you talking about?"
Then she saw Qian Yan's outfit and frowned: "Why are you dressed so flashy and permed? It doesn't suit your face shape. The hair color is a bit old-fashioned."
"Mom, this dress of yours shows off your belly. Has it shrunk?" Qian Yan raised her head and stared at Feng Chunli seriously.
Feng Chunli's expression suddenly changed.
Still owe one chapter
I don’t have enough time to write. I’ll make up for it tomorrow.