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Negative Energy Mom
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My mom threw away the eggs and meat I bought again.
As soon as I got home and barely settled in, she came rushing over with the trash can, ready to confront me. "How many times have I told you to drink the milk on time? You only think about eating eggs and meat! As a result, the milk went bad! Are you doing this on purpose to make me angry?"
"Mom, I'm telling you one last time, we can't drink milk because we're lactose intolerant; it makes us sick. If you want to drink it, just go ahead and do it yourself."
"What kind of talk is that? Don't I always prioritize what you all eat and drink? You Zhangs are all ungrateful!" She continued, "I save every penny for you three, thinking of you all the time, and this is how you repay me? Do you even know how much I've sacrificed for this family?"
Sigh, here we go again.
My mom always does this. Whenever we don't meet her expectations, she throws a tantrum to force us to back down.
Once, to comfort her, the three of us forced ourselves to drink an entire box of milk. It wasn't until we ended up in the hospital with diarrhea that she finally stopped.
But tomorrow I have an important interview, so no matter how much she fusses this time, I won't drink that bottle of milk.
Especially not the expired milk that was thrown in the trash.
Seeing that I was ignoring her, my mom became more agitated and started crying loudly.
My brother and dad, feeling soft-hearted, tried to mediate: "Alright, alright, it's just two boxes of expired milk. We'll drink it."
My mom suddenly pointed at me, who was playing on my phone nearby, and said, "No way, let Xiaxia drink!"
Before I could gather my thoughts, she shoved the expired milk box toward my mouth. "This girl has been malnourished since childhood; she needs to supplement her nutrition. None of you are allowed to take any—it's all for my daughter Zhang Xiaxia!"
Instinctively, I pushed it away, and in my panic, the milk spilled everywhere.
"Look at you, spoiled brat! If you don't want to drink it, fine, but why spill it all? You're just wasting money!"
My mom plopped down on the floor and immediately started throwing a tantrum and smashing things.
The clattering noise quickly attracted the neighbors' attention. As more and more gathered around, she began to embellish the story of what had just happened.
"I’m trying to save money and can’t even bear to drink expired milk, and you go ahead and spill it all! How did I end up with such a spoiled brat?"
"I told you drinking milk makes me have diarrhea, and this milk is expired; I can't drink it! I have an interview tomorrow—I can't afford any delays!"
"You're talking nonsense! Who doesn't know that drinking milk is good for your health? I think you're just making up excuses to defy me!"
With those two sentences, my mom turned me into the target of everyone's scorn.
Even though my dad and younger brother tried to defend me, the neighbors continued to point fingers at me and lectured me relentlessly.
"Mom, why won't you believe me? Don't you remember the last few times our whole family ended up in the hospital with diarrhea?!"
"That's nonsense! You got sick because you ate that junk meat outside. Drink this, and let's see if you still get diarrhea!"
She leisurely pulled another bottle of milk from the trash can and handed it to me.
At that moment, my dad could no longer hold back. Ignoring the neighbors watching, he shouted at her, "Yang Yanli, that's enough! The child has an interview tomorrow, and you're still forcing her to drink that expired milk. What are you trying to do?!"
"If you feel wronged, then leave! Don't act like a bitter woman and embarrass yourself here!"
As soon as she heard the word "divorce," she fell silent, mumbling under her breath, "If she doesn't want to drink it, then fine. I just hate wasting it. I wouldn't even dare to drink that milk myself. I really don't understand the struggles of being a mother."
My younger brother, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up, "Wasting it? Then why don't you drink it, Mom?"
Hearing this, my mom's expression changed instantly. She threw the milk harshly into the trash can and walked away without looking back.
The neighbors, seeing there was no more drama to watch, dispersed, thinking this farce was finally over.
But later that night, just as I was sleeping soundly, I was jolted awake by a loud knocking on the door.
"Xiaxia, wake up! Mom bought you fresh milk with a new date; get up and drink it!"
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