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Oh, my God! Oh, my God! My mother is in bad karma.

Speaking of my mother, I was in tears before the article started. In my opinion, my mother is the most pitiful person in the world.

Forty years ago, my mother married my father, had three children, and later gave birth to me. That's when my mother's life in hell began.

When my mother's first husband died of illness, she remarried to a single man in the same village, that is, my father. My mother brought three children, that is, my eldest brother, second brother and my elder sister. Then my mom and dad gave birth to me. My father has a particularly bad temper and is very bad to my mother. I have hated my father since I can remember, because I have witnessed my mother being beaten miserably countless times.

I was six years old. At this age, my memory began to deepen. My mom and dad came back from work at the same time, because my mom didn't come back before my dad cooked, and my dad kicked me down at the door and punched me. My mother endured the pain, got up silently and began to cut vegetables, make a fire and cook. I hid in the corner and looked at this trembling.

Since then, my memory is full of pictures of my mother being beaten. Every day, every month, every moment, if mom is not beaten today, it may be because dad is not at home. I don't know why my father is so angry. Eating a hair from a dish is a scolding for my mother, and the chicken runs out of the basket and scolds my mother. Similar to what we think is common, it will give my mother a beating. I

When I was in the second grade of primary school, I woke up from my dream one night and found that I was alone in bed. I got up to look for my mother, and finally found my mother in another abandoned house in my house. My mother curled up in the corner, her face was bruised and her hair was messy. There is a pile of firewood in front of the house. The firewood was lit by my father and was about to burn my mother. My mother's eyes are dementia, her heart is dying, and she has no resistance at all. Damn it! Mom! Come out quickly. My dad stood at the door, pulled me away and shouted that I would burn her. Finally, when the fire was about to burn my mother, my father went up to put out the fire and dragged my mother out. It seems that he didn't really want to burn my mother. But after so many years, I still remember my mother's expression clearly.

My mother really had enough to live and was tortured by my father. My mother rushed to do all the work at home and abroad, and all the delicious food and drinks had to be left to my father. One afternoon, I left school and found my father at home. I asked my mother? My dad said I don't know. At that time, my brothers and sisters were all at school outside, so I couldn't go out to find my mother by myself. That night, I looked for my mother all night. I was so young and scared that I didn't know where to find my mother. I walked along the road until I came to menstruation's house, and pushed the door to see if the door was locked. I dare not knock. I walked on to my uncle's house, and I squatted on the door to listen for my mother.

I didn't find my mother, so I went home to see if my mother had come back. When I got home at four o'clock in the morning, my mother was not at home, so I squatted at the door and waited. At dawn, I limped here alone. Yes, that's my mother! I cried and ran to hug mom, mom! Where have you been? Mom hugged me and cried, cried and cried! Mother hugged me and sat on the stone at the door. Mom said, mom wants to jump into the well. I sat by the well all night thinking about you and your brothers and sisters. Mom can't bear to part with you! I haven't seen enough of you!

Later, my brothers and sisters all graduated from college and did not live up to my mother's expectations. At that time, there were only a handful of rural college students. It can be seen that my mother has paid too much for this. Once when I came home from school holiday, my mother was unhappy, so I asked my mother what happened. My mom won't talk. If I say you don't talk, my dad will definitely hit you again. I'll find him. When I grow up, I am no longer afraid of my father. I can protect my mother. My mother stopped me and said, no, girl, don't go to your father! He knows I told you, and he will hit me again after you leave. It broke my heart to see my mother's pitiful appearance. Tell me when I say something is wrong with her. Don't always keep it in your heart. My mother said she was old and useless, and your father went to find another woman. I couldn't believe it, so I advised her, I said it was impossible, mom, don't listen to others' nonsense! Some people like to chew the root of their tongues. My mother said with tears in her eyes that it was not sent by others, but by your father himself. Every time he comes back, he tells me that I am not as good as that woman, who is so kind, young and beautiful to him. I can't believe it. I suppressed my anger and told my mother, forget it, she can find it if she wants. We will ignore him in the future, and you still have my brothers and sisters! Mother wiped her tears and said, I don't know if he is looking for me, but he always comes back to tell me that I am humbled by what he said with relish! Can't he refuse me? Once I was really about to collapse and was ready to jump into the well. Fortunately, your aunt dragged it back. In retrospect, if I hadn't met your aunt, I wouldn't have seen you today. As she spoke, my mother cried again. I didn't know what to do then. I talked to my mother carefully for a long time. Mom, for me, for my brothers and sisters, when we have the ability, I will definitely take you away. I really want a knife. After I left, my mother was alone at home, which caused my mother trouble again.

My brother and sister are both very competitive. My brother became the company manager, my second brother became the chief financial officer, and my sister married in Qingdao. I also graduated from college, and my brothers and sisters are very rich. The first thing is to go home for a family meeting and urge my mother to go to their house. It can be seen that my brother and sister also keep their mother's sufferings in mind over the years. My mother went to my brother's house for two days, homesick and missing my father for two days. What did you eat? Mom can't leave home, and she can't leave dad. She has been bullied by my father all her life, and she is used to bullying. Although she sometimes feels wronged, she is on pins and needles when she leaves home and my father.