The White Breathing Dragon Raises Its Head

My father was working in the city and he met my mother. My mother was the daughter of a wealthy family in the city. When she met my father, she was fascinated by his handsomeness and we soon got together. My father had very low self-esteem because he was from a rural area and was often ridiculed by his grandfather. My father was a very face-saving person and did not dare to do anything to my grandfather. After drinking, he would He would beat and kick my mother, often hurting my father before he stopped. Ever since I can remember, my father had made a bet that I would be no different from him in the future. He always belittled me as worthless and a waste. This developed my low self-esteem and cowardly character. Every night, I wondered if I would become a phoenix from a turkey and if I raised my head, I would no longer be a waste.