After all, when I heard my mother say that she wanted my nephew to be a child model, I was choked up. I thought their expectation toward my nephew was too delusional.
Even when I saw my nephew's face full of moles, I was speechless, so I could not imagine what other people’s respond to it.
My mother was still chattering on the other end of the phone and someone was reminding her from time to time. Most likely, my sister-in-law was also sticking to the phone, waiting for me to pay.
My mother was cold to me in my previous life, but whenever something happened at home, I was the first person she thought of.
When family members were sick, she came to me; when my nephew wanted to take interest classes, she came to me; even when my father was hospitalized and needed to be taken care of, it was me whom she asked to quit my job and go to the hospital.
She felt sorry for my brother's hard work, so she was reluctant to spend my brother and sister-in-law's money. But it was different if it was my money.
For her, as a daughter, I should spend money bigger than my brother on a family. Whether my wage was bigger or smaller than my brother, she would always take advantage of it.