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On the first day of the new year, I took out my 30,000 yuan year-end bonus and prepared to pay for the surgery. My mother took the money, carefully wrapped it in red paper and put it in her pocket. "Mom, where are you going with the money?" She didn't look at me and lowered her head to change her shoes: "I'll go to the temple to pray for you and add some incense money." An hour later, I saw my brother sending a photo of my nephew holding a red envelope to the family group. The caption read: "Thank you aunt for the big red envelope!" I looked at the health care products she bought for me on the bedside table. Then she thought of the new watch she bought for her brother yesterday. I held my chest in pain. This time, I don't want to be her good daughter anymore.

"Uncle, please don't go to my college entrance banquet." "My father came back from abroad specially to celebrate me." When I heard my stepson's confident voice, I stopped arranging his suit. "I have been studying for you for ten years, and you want me not to go to this occasion?" "Oh, my biological father came back to China specially, and I want to take a reunion photo of the family of three." He paused, and then added: "You are an elder, you should know something, don't let him feel uncomfortable watching." My wife and parents-in-law all lowered their heads to drink tea, and no one looked at me. I looked at the admission notice from the prestigious school on the table. After ten years of remarriage, I sold my house to support him in attending an aristocratic school. It turned out that they only used me as a free cash machine. "Okay." I nodded. Step-son Shen Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, as if a big trouble had been solved. Putting down my suit, I stared at the people in the room and asked, "You are sure you want to arrange it this way, right?"