Chapter 565: We Rural People Don’t Do This
Times have gradually gotten better, and she didn’t want her daughter to suffer anymore. Girls in the city dress so beautifully; she couldn’t let her daughter look so shabby.
"I have clothes to wear; there’s no need to buy any for me. Instead, think about my sister, let her dress a bit nicer. She’s already so grown up. If she dresses beautifully, she might find a good husband. Also, my brother, he’s still in school, give him some pocket money from time to time. Dad’s been wearing that grey coat for over a decade, patching it up time and again. It’s been a while since you got something new for yourself, hasn’t it?"
Xiaocui, when she was younger, was just a kid in the eyes of her family, with no say in anything. She could only listen to whatever her parents told her, who never really took her input seriously on any matter.
But since she had started working, her parents’ attitude toward her changed. They started treating her like an adult. At first, Xiaocui wasn’t used to this, but as days went by, she gradually got used to it and would occasionally chat with them about various things.
Hearing her daughter talk, always considering the family before herself and remembering how she used to wear the clothes passed down from Erni, Liu Dania was filled with sadness. "Everything’s fine at home. We didn’t have money before, which is why your father and I were reluctant to buy you new clothes. We thought to let your sister wear them first since she’s older, and once she outgrew them, they could be passed down to you. You were still growing, and new clothes wouldn’t fit you for long, so we thought we’d buy you new ones once you were grown up. We went through the same when we were young, and we didn’t consider your feelings much. We just thought the eldest should dress better. Thinking about it now, my approach wasn’t much different from Mianmian’s mother. Xiaocui, do you hold any resentment towards your father and me?"
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Xiaocui felt very touched by her mother’s words. "Mom, what you did wasn’t wrong. If I were you, I would have done the same. My sister is older; she does need to dress better. Don’t compare yourself to Mianmian’s mom. She’s not in the same league as you. How she treats Mianmian, I’ve seen it all while growing up. You and dad would never have the heart to beat me like that, right?"