At my mother’s, both my child and I regained weight quickly. When I tried to give her money, she brushed it away:

– “My daughter stays at her mother’s house for a few months only. Can’t I take care of her and my grandson?”

Hearing this, my throat tightened and tears streamed down.

A harsh lesson

After a month in my husband’s house, I finally grasped the saying: “Grandsons are precious, but mothers are forgotten.” In truth, all children share blood, but people’s hearts are different.