When I realized what was going on, I realized that except for me, all the other friends had mothers. I asked my father and grandma for it, and they said, "Your mother is dead." But my friend told me: "Your mother is a lunatic and was driven away by your grandma." I started arguing with my grandma and asked her to return my mother. I also called her "Grandma Wolf" and even threw the food she served me all over the floor. At that time, I didn't have the concept of "crazy". I only knew that I missed her very much. What did she look like? Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, actually came back.
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