My name is Xianxian, which means Xian of salted duck eggs. Xixi gave me this name.
Later, my grandma told me that the origin of my name was because on the day I was born, my two brothers were sitting in the corridor of the hospital eating fast food. They bought more than 100 meals in the restaurant, and the boss gave them an extra salted duck egg as a gift.
I am a very beautiful little girl, everyone says so.
You ask me what people said?
There is dad, there is Xiaobai, there is second uncle, second aunt, grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma... so many, so many that I can't even count them anyway.
Of course, Xianxian is just a nickname. My real name is Yu Xian, which means "Xian" for elegant manners.
My name was given by my mother, Xiaobai.
However, every time someone calls me "Yu Xian", my father will frown. I think he probably doesn't like my name, otherwise, how could his expression be as ugly as the dog poop caused by stepping on a "meat ball"?
Oh, by the way, "Meatball" is my family's bulldog. Last month, it enlarged the belly of the political commissar Zhang Haisen's family next door.
Let's get back to the subject, I just mentioned that my father doesn't like my name.
A few days ago, Xiaobai secretly told me that my name was given by an uncle. She hoped that I would grow up like a lady. My father also liked this name at first, until one day, he learned about it.
The reason is that he was very angry and wanted to change my name in my household registration book without saying a word.
But in the end, of course, he didn't change it, because Xiaobai didn't agree, and he had no choice. Who asked him to listen to Xiaobai's words.
Having said so much, I forgot to introduce my father. His name is Yu Shaoting. He is a wealthy man who is willing to contract fish ponds for Xiaobai, but he is also a very small-minded man.
Why do you say he is petty?
Because once, I saw with my own eyes that he used French that most people could not understand, instigating Chengcheng to hit an uncle who was chatting with Xiaobai on his bicycle, and then he went over by himself and scolded Chengcheng without changing his expression.
He told the uncle: "The child is ignorant, don't take it to heart."
That night, Chengcheng got a brand new, unopened Lego set.
Later, I found out that the uncle was Xiaobai's former husband. It turned out that what I said was true. It was really my father who had pried her mother back from someone else's house by climbing over a wall.
Xiaobai is very beautiful, although she is already thirty-one years old.
Grandma told me that Xiaobai took a break from school in order to give birth to me, but it didn't matter because she is now a doctoral student.
Sometimes I would go to school with Xiaobai. My uncles and aunts all liked me very much and said that Xiaobai and I were the same beauty.
Dad always had reservations about this.
One time when I came back from school, I told my dad that it was Xiaobai's tutor who drove us. The tutor was about the same age as my dad. It was said that he was still single and he often bought me sweets. I thought he wanted to chase Xiaobai.
Otherwise, why are my eyes always glued to Xiaobai?
But my father said: "The school where your mother studied for a Ph.D. has a serious imbalance in the ratio of men to women. It is rare for an old antique who spends all day doing research in a laboratory to see a woman. She is still relatively young. A sow can outshine Diao Chan."
Although I couldn't quite understand what he said, I knew that my father was jealous, even though he looked disapproving.
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Everyone said that my birth was a middle-aged child for my father.
Later, I asked my father what middle age meant, but he immediately became stern and confiscated my favorite White Rabbit toffee.
I told Xiaobai about this. After hearing this, Xiaobai couldn't stop laughing, hugged me, kissed me hard, and said, "Your father is middle-aged if he is like that."
But my father seems to never admit that he has reached middle age.
Xiaobai and his father gave birth to three children in total. I am the youngest, with two older brothers, Yu Jingxi and Yu Jingcheng.
Last time, I passed by Grandpa Liang’s house with a small shovel. His nanny immediately ran into the house with two pots of orange flowers that were basking in the sun at the door. I also heard her say behind me: "Fortunately, only one came today."
lamp."
People in the compound call us the ‘Yu family’s three inefficient lamps’. I don’t understand, but Xixi told me that this is definitely not a good word.
Xixi also said that all slander comes from jealousy.
I think I may understand.
…
I really like to sleep with Xiaobai at night, but every time when I wake up, I will find him lying on my bed.
Therefore, I always pray that my father and Xiaobai will have a conflict. Only in that case will Xiaobai come and sleep with me until dawn.
There is a child in our class. Her parents quarreled all day long and got divorced. But I have no worries about this. If one day Xiaobai is going to divorce his father, I will tell the judge that I want to follow Xiaobai. As for hoping
It would be better for Xi and Chengcheng to live with their father.
In this way, if Dad remarries, with Xixi and Chengcheng by his side, his inheritance will not need to be divided too much to the new wife.
I revealed this idea to my father, who said nothing, but that night, he blamed me for dirtying the company contract and took the opportunity to beat me up.
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Yesterday, Xiaobai and his father had another quarrel over something trivial. Neither of them talked to each other, and they did not make up immediately after the quarrel like before.
The next day, Xiaobai went to school early in the morning.
Xixi secretly told me that Xiaobai and his father have not reconciled yet, and this time Xiaobai seems to be serious about it.
After breakfast, my father asked me kindly if I wanted to go to the company to play. I said no, so he carried me upstairs to change clothes, and then took me to the company.
Dad was very busy at work, so he asked Secretary Jing to play with me. While we were playing, I lay down on the sofa and dozed off.
Then I heard my father call Xiaobai. He said, "Xianxian has been clamoring to come to the company. Now he is crying and making trouble. I have a meeting later."
I felt that my father was a bit bad at this time, but I obviously didn’t cry or make trouble.
But Xiaobai still came.
I heard Secretary Jing calling Xiaobai "the boss's wife", and I secretly opened my eyes and saw my father closing the door. He thought I was asleep, so he turned around and hugged Xiaobai from behind.
"Still angry?" Dad lowered his head and pressed against Xiaobai's neck. His tone of voice was very similar to when Xiaobai coaxed me.
Xiaobai pushed her father. I thought she must be too weak, otherwise why couldn't she push him away?
Then I heard Xiaobai's serious voice again: "I'll take Xianxian home, please let go of me."
"Just think of what happened yesterday as my fault, don't be angry, okay?"
"It was originally your fault." Xiaobai said.
Dad hugged Xiaobai and never let go, while coaxing her: "It's my fault. I will listen to you from now on. If you say one thing, I will never say otherwise."
I saw Xiaobai smile and she glanced towards me. I quickly closed my eyes and heard her yelling: "In front of the child, please let me go."
"Aren't you asleep?"
Through my fingers, I saw my father bullying Xiaobai, lowering his head and biting her neck. Xiaobai struggled and twisted: "What are you doing? The curtains haven't been drawn yet..."
I was just thinking about whether to help Xiaobai, when my father quickly closed the blinds, picked up Xiaobai and went to the lounge.
After a while, Xiaobai's screams came from the lounge. I was afraid that my father would hit her, so I ran to the door of the lounge and tried to push the door open. I found that the door was locked. I don't know how long it took, but the door opened. Dad
When he came out, I found that he had changed his clothes. I asked him: "Where is Xiaobai?"
Dad said: "Xiaobai is not feeling well and is sleeping. Don't disturb her."
He didn't allow me to enter the lounge, but he went in and out himself.
I think he must have beaten his mother just now and she has not forgiven him yet. He is afraid that he will lose face if he lets me in and sees his mother teaching him a lesson.
It was almost evening when my mother came out with a blushing face. We didn't go back to the compound for dinner that night. My mother proposed to eat my favorite steamed fish with chopped pepper.
Grandma said that I am like my father in this way. I usually like what he likes to eat, especially steamed fish with chopped pepper.
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When they got home in the evening, Xixi and Chengcheng each held half a watermelon, scooped it up with a spoon and sat on the sofa to eat while watching the animal world.
Sometimes, I feel that the two of them are really bad. They hide all the delicious food from me and don't let me know about it.
I asked Xiaobai, I actually picked it up, right?
Xiaobai said, why do you ask that?
I told her that if I were their biological child, Xixi and Chengcheng would not isolate me like this.
Then I sat on Xixi's lap. Although his face was dark, it was Xiaobai's order. I turned my head and opened my mouth: "Xixi, feed the watermelon."
Xixi ignored me and watched TV on her own.
I turned to look at Chengcheng. Chengcheng protected his watermelon and said, "This is mine. If you want to eat it, cut it yourself."
But Aunt Li said that this watermelon was a gift from Political Commissar Zhang, just this one.
I turned my head again and looked at Xixi.
Xixi glanced at me, reluctantly took a spoonful of watermelon, picked out the seeds, stuffed it into my mouth, and warned me not to call him Xixi again.
Watermelon is very sweet.
I nodded heavily, my cheeks bulging from Xixi's feeding. I had diarrhea in the middle of the night because I ate too much.
While sitting on the toilet, I held a ball of paper towels and thought to myself, did Xixi know that she would have a stomachache, so she deliberately gave me so much watermelon?
But soon, this guess was thrown out of my mind.
Because Xixi came to the bathroom to see me and secretly brought me a strawberry daifuku. He told me very implicitly that he had gone several streets to buy it.
Later, I was afraid that my father would blame Xixi, so I took the initiative to tell him that it was me who was greedy and had nothing to do with Xixi.
…
Although Xixi sometimes bullies me, I always believe that he is a good brother because he will share his secrets with me and Chengcheng.
Just like last time, he took a pack of cigarettes from Dad, hid in the storage room to smoke, and even called us together.
Dad rarely smokes now because Xiaobai doesn't like it.
Xixi was already in the second grade of junior high school. He told us that during physical education class, there were boys in the class who often hid under the shade of trees and smoked. He also wanted to learn.
When the door of the storage room was pushed open, Xixi hurriedly stepped on the cigarette butt under her feet.
As for the pack of cigarettes, he stuffed it into Chengcheng's hand. When his father came in, he saw Chengcheng holding the cigarette and his face became dark on the spot.
Xixi and Chengcheng both said that they did not smoke.
Dad's eyes are always staring at Xixi. What I fear most at home is dad. He doesn't speak and stares at you, which makes me think he will eat people.
He asked me who smoked the cigarette.
I was afraid that my father would beat Xixi if he found out, so I didn’t dare to tell him, and I didn’t want to unjustly accuse Chengcheng.
There was no other way, so dad asked us to replay what happened in the storage room. I was very nervous, but dad told me not to be afraid.
Chengcheng first said to Xixi: "Brother, I just saw my sister looking through my father's drawer and taking a pack of cigarettes to the storage room."
Xixi nodded and took Chengcheng's chubby hand: "Then let's go up and have a look."
The result of this incident was that both Xixi and Chengcheng were punished by their father and were not allowed to eat dinner, and Xixi's pocket money was also deducted in half.
But later, I saw Xiaobai going to deliver supper to them.
…
My father has taught us since we were young that we must learn to be independent. One time I asked him what independence meant, and he said, for example, we should not stick to Xiaobai all the time.
I told him that Xiaobai likes me so much that if I don't find her, she will be sad.
Dad touched my head: "It's not that I won't let you look for it, but you can't always follow Xiaobai like a little tail. Just like at night, you have to get used to sleeping by yourself."
I asked him: "Then dad, why do you want to sleep with Xiaobai?"
"..."
Dad said to me in a persuasive way: "That's different. Tell me yourself, is Dad like you, clinging to Xiaobai all day long?"
I shook my head, it really didn't happen.
The result turned out in a blink of an eye——
At noon on Sunday, Xiaobai went to have a dinner with his school classmates. Dad didn't go to work, so he suddenly thought of taking the three of us out to eat.
While we were having cold drinks, he took his mobile phone and went to the corner to call Xiaobai: "Are you still having dinner together? Are you going to the entertainment city in the afternoon? That kind of place is not clean, why are you going there? Let's go find time next time.
I've been looking for you all morning, and my voice is hoarse."
In fact, I didn't look for Xiaobai at all. Xixi said that my father wanted to save face and he often did this kind of thing in the past. In fact, he wanted Xiaobai himself.
I thought for a while and finally decided not to expose my father in front of Xiaobai.
…
The men in our family are very picky eaters, but fortunately I have not inherited this trait.
Dad hates coriander the most. As long as he sees traces of coriander on the dining table, he will never eat it again.
At this time, Xixi and Chengcheng would also imitate their father, look at each other, put down their chopsticks, and say in unison: "Why is there coriander?"
If they don't want to eat, I will put down the small spoon after them and say with them: "Why is there cilantro?"
But in the end, I would always eat the rest of the meal under Xiaobai's pressure, and she would also say: "Stop pretending, classmate Xianxian, you can eat coriander as you like."
I felt that Xiaobai was partial, so she told me: "Children can't be picky eaters, otherwise they will suffer from nutritional deficiencies."
"But isn't Chengcheng still so fat despite being a picky eater?"
noob:"……"
Two days later, coriander appeared on the table again.
Dad, Xixi, and Chengcheng put down their chopsticks in unison, and I immediately put down my spoon. Xiaobai asked me to eat, and I was not allowed to be picky about food. I yelled in a clear voice: "I follow Dad's wishes, and I don't like coriander either."
Xiaobai looked at his father: "Who said your father doesn't like coriander?"
Then, I saw my father pick up the chopsticks again, put a chopstick of coriander-flavored beef into his mouth, and swallowed it without blinking.
So I had to finish the rice in the bowl.
I found that my father was a man without any opinion in front of Xiaobai. Xiaobai asked him to go east, but under normal circumstances, he would not go west.
Moreover, he always said things against his will to please Xiaobai.
Just like a few days ago, Xiaobai made a dish according to the recipe and mistakenly used yellow vinegar for soy sauce. It was as unpleasant as possible, but Xiaobai sat across from us and looked at us with expectant eyes.
Without saying a word, my father took the plate, mixed it with the rice, and ate it quickly, as if it were a delicacy in the world, without even frowning.
Xiaobai looked very happy and asked his father: "How does it taste?"
"Not bad." Dad finished the food quickly, and his answer was the same as before.
He didn't let Xiaobai taste the food he cooked, probably because he didn't want to disappoint Xiaobai. Xixi said, I will understand when I grow up.
However, when Dad taught the three of us a lesson, he changed his behavior again. When we felt scared, he asked us with a straight face: "Do you know you are wrong?"
Whenever this happens, I don't love him very much, but on weekdays, I still like my father very much.
However, in this family, the one I love most is my mother.
