What chilling things have you encountered to make you understand that it is useless to do more?

I helped my neighbor a lot. She said a lot of angry words just because she didn't promise her one thing. Recalling what I have done for her and her natural attitude, I can't help but feel extremely chilling.

When my daughter went to kindergarten, my new neighbor moved downstairs. The female neighbor is a stay-at-home mother my age. Her husband is so busy working in other places that he can't come back once every few months. The little girl next door is one year older than my daughter. Because the two children are in the same kindergarten and often go home together, our two families are very close.

Our kindergarten opens at 7: 30 in the morning and finishes at 4: 00 in the afternoon. My neighbors and I often go to pick up the children together. What we communicate most is that children learn their specialties.

At that time, my daughter had learned dance, and the neighbor's daughter had learned nothing. She also wanted her daughter to dance, so she followed me to the dance school and signed up for a trial class.

After trying two classes, the neighbor and her daughter were quite satisfied, so they paid the tuition and let the children study there.

Our dance class is upstairs in a commercial street. There are many shopping malls near the dance class. Our class is very long. Many parents send their children to classrooms and go shopping. I'm worried that my children will be anxious if they can't find me during recess, so I never leave when they are in class.

My neighbor only has five classes with her children, but she is a little restless. She gave me the child's kettle to keep. She went out for a walk.

When the dance class was at half-time, the neighbor had not come back. I opened the kettle to give her daughter water and took her to the bathroom. When the little girl saw that her mother was not there, she was very upset. She was a little absent-minded when she danced in the second half, and her eyes kept staring out.

At the end of the class, the neighbor came back. As soon as my daughter saw her, she asked her where she was going. Why doesn't she watch her dance? Neighbor said it was too stuffy inside, so she went out to get some air. She also said that if anything happened, let the children come to me and don't stare at her.

The little girl begged her mother not to go out during class, so she sat outside the classroom and looked at her. The neighbor was very unhappy when she heard what her daughter said, and said, "If you are in class or I am in class, you can't jump." The little girl was in tears when her mother said, so I quickly took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

On the way back, the neighbors scolded the child, saying that she had done a lot for this family. Now that the child has finally attended a special class, she can't even go out if she wants to. This life is really wronged.

Our dance class is from 8: 00 to 1 1 on Sunday. Neighbors came to discuss with me. She said that one adult and two children go to class, and we take turns to go, so that we can have some personal time without waiting for the children.

I didn't agree, because I wanted to stay with my children all the time and pay attention to their recent studies, and I didn't want to see my disappointed eyes when the children were out of class. Neighbors see that I disagree. She said, "since you go every week, why don't you take your two children with you?" I can still do some housework when the children are not at home, and I can rest assured that the children will follow you. "

I am thinking that it is not easy for my neighbor to take care of a child alone. Since she promised me that she would give the child to me, I'll take the child to dance class by the way. I don't need much effort to dance with two children anyway. Why not help her?

So I didn't think much, so I agreed to my neighbor's request.

The first time I took my neighbor's daughter to a dance class, the little girl was very resistant and looked unhappy. I was afraid that she would cry, and I specially brought fruit and snacks to tell her stories. Watching the little girl's face turn from cloudy to sunny, I put down my nervous heart.

During the intermission, the neighbor's daughter said that she had a stomachache and wanted to find her mother. I called my neighbor to say that the child had a stomachache, and she called the child. The child was told by her that she was late for class, and the teacher came out to pick her up in person before going in with the teacher.

After class, I sent the little girl home and told my neighbors what happened in class. Neighbors said that the child didn't hurt anywhere, but he was still pestering people. She asked me to take it to the child and watch her drink water and go to the toilet. Nothing else is needed. Hearing my neighbor say this, I can only swallow what I want to say.

Wait until next Sunday, the neighbor will send the children to my house and let me take them to class. I don't think the child resisted as much as last time. I thought that her mother had done ideological work, so I took her to class.

Every dance class will have half an hour of basic skills. The teacher will take the child leg press to press his waist. Every time a neighbor's daughter goes to leg press, she complains of pain. The basic skill of half an hour is to wipe tears. When the teacher sees that the child's face is full of runny nose and tears, he will ask the parents to clean it. When the little girl came out, she wouldn't go in and hide in my arms and cry. Looking at the child's miserable appearance, I feel very uncomfortable.

When I got home, I told my neighbor that when her daughter came to leg press, she cried and looked after the children very pitifully. If you have time, let her accompany the children in person, even if she is outside the classroom to cheer them up.

My original intention is to ask my neighbors to accompany my children to class several times. When the child got used to leg press not crying, I filmed it again, but she misunderstood that I didn't want to help her take care of the child. She said to me: just passing by. Don't take it if you don't want it. It's such a big circle. Are you tired?

Because of this incident, my neighbors have deep opinions about me, so they stopped picking up the children with me and transferred their daughter's dance class to another class. Since then, I have been indifferent to her. I talked to her several times, but she didn't answer me, so I won't take the initiative to talk to her.

Six months after the misunderstanding in the dance class, my neighbor came to see me again. She came straight to the point that her husband couldn't support his family by earning money alone. She is in her thirties and wants to pay insurance. She got a job as a packer in a factory. This job is a 20-minute drive from home, and she has to rest from 8: 00 to 4: 00 on Sunday, even if she works overtime occasionally. She wants me to help take care of the children when she works overtime.

I think a stay-at-home mom can finally find a job that suits her heart. If she misses it, it won't be so easy to find it again. Looking at my neighbor's sincere face, I promised her that I would take care of her when I was free, and if there were other things, I would ask her to arrange children for others. The neighbor said happily, "I will try not to work overtime, and I will certainly not bother you and will not delay your business if I can get it myself."

In order to avoid being late for work, neighbors go out early every day and pick up their children directly after work at night. Although she usually gets off work later than usual, the teacher can understand. After all, parents have to work, and the working hours cannot be exactly the same as those of their children. So the park stipulates that they can pick up the children at four and officially close at five.

My neighbor has just worked for three months and just signed a contract with the company. Their company frequently works overtime because of the increase in orders. The original overtime at four o'clock was changed to five or six o'clock.

The neighbor had the idea of resigning and signed a contract with the company, and the company also paid her insurance. If she doesn't refund the monthly 1000 insurance, she will have to pay it herself. Her family is not rich. This job can not only give her more income, but also pay for insurance. It was a good thing, but the child picked it up every night, and the teacher always asked her when to pick it up, which embarrassed the neighbors.

Neighbors have no relatives here, and they don't like talking to their neighbors. The whole community is close to me, because sending children to learn dance is deadlocked. She had no choice but to come to me bravely.

My biggest feature is softhearted. I forget when I'm angry. Seeing that my neighbors came to me pitifully, I relented and agreed.

During the days when my neighbors worked overtime, I took on the task of picking up and dropping off two children. Every day I pick up two children and let them finish their homework first, then eat fruit and play with toys.

On the first day when my neighbor's daughter came to my house, everything was fine. She only took some food and told her to wash her hands. The day after she came, I found that the child had many bad habits.

The day after I brought my neighbor's children to my house, I bought a big box of strawberries. I also specifically told the two children that "strawberries can't be eaten without washing, and I will wash them for you when you finish your homework." The children promised very well. I asked them to do their homework, and then I went to the bathroom. When I came back, I saw that the strawberry box was opened and a few strawberries were missing.

I asked them who had eaten strawberries, and both children said no. I watched the monitor and saw that my daughter had been doing her homework and the neighbor's daughter had gone out. I didn't say anything, just told the children some stories that I couldn't lie.

The neighbor's daughter came to my house for several days. She is becoming more and more familiar with my family and more and more disobedient. I asked her to do her homework first. She called to watch TV first. I told her to wash her hands and eat. She had to go to the bathroom first and said she had already washed it. I looked at the brush marks on her hands and didn't know what to say about her.

What I can't accept most is that my neighbor's daughter grabs her food with her hand, and I reason with her. She thought I yelled at her, and she embellished it with her mother. To this end, my neighbors and I disliked each other and said something unacceptable.

On the eighth day when I brought my neighbor's daughter home, I stewed stupid chicken and mushrooms that day. My neighbor didn't get off work at six o'clock in the evening, so I asked her daughter to eat at my house. Before eating, I let the children sit at the table after washing their hands and wait for dinner. I have prepared chopsticks and spoons for the children so that they can use either one.

No sooner had I brought the chicken to the table than my neighbor's daughter put a chicken wing in her mouth with her hand. I let her use chopsticks. She said the chopsticks wouldn't hold and asked her to send a spoon. She took it while I was not on standby. And she picked up a piece of chicken and put it aside without taking a few bites, and then went to the plate with her hands to get another piece.

I thought to myself: my neighbors trust me by putting their children in my house. I can't stand by and watch my children make mistakes without correcting them. It's not good for the child, it's bad for her. I stopped my neighbor's daughter from holding meat in her hand, and asked her to finish the unfinished chicken first, and then take a piece with chopsticks or spoons. If neither chopsticks nor spoon can be used, I will give her a clip.

Every time a girl comes to my house these days, I always greet her with a smile. This is the first time she has seen me so serious. She was a little surprised. She lowered her head, chewed the chicken in the bowl, and didn't start grabbing the plate again. I watched her eat the chicken in the bowl and gave her a drumstick. She said nothing, and then quietly went downstairs to watch TV.

Soon after we finished eating, our neighbors came to pick up the children. The children didn't even say hello when they left. They left with their schoolbags on their backs.

The next day, before school, my neighbor called me. She said that the child cried when she came home yesterday. She asked the child several times before saying it was because she had eaten too much chicken. I was unhappy and criticized her. She said that the children don't eat much, so let her eat whatever she likes. She bought me a chicken and asked me to send it when she was resting.

I feel bad when I hear my neighbor's words. I wonder how the child can talk nonsense. Obviously, I won't let her take it from the plate because she grabbed the food with her hand and took a piece before she finished eating it. I am also afraid that chicken is not good for children, so she deliberately left the chicken legs for two children to eat. How can she say that about me? Listening to the tone of her neighbor's voice, she not only listened to the child completely, but also blamed me for not feeding the child. I am really wronged.

In the next few days, the neighbor's daughter was more obedient than before, and she stopped scratching with her hands when eating. The rule of writing homework before playing is getting used to it, and the mother of the child is also used to helping her pick up the child every day. She didn't even come to my house after work, but sent me a message telling me that she was back and let the children go home by themselves.

One day, my in-laws' relatives came to visit, and my husband felt sorry for my hard work in cooking for the whole family, so he booked a private room in the hotel and asked me to take my relatives to the hotel after picking up the children.

At noon that day, I told my neighbor that I couldn't help her pick up the children at night. Neighbors said she could get off work at five o'clock and she would pick them up herself.

When we first started eating, my neighbor called me and said that she would be half an hour late. She asked me to go to the kindergarten to help her pick up the children, and I won't leave until she arrives.

Our hotel is more than 20 minutes' drive from the kindergarten, and meals were served at that time. If I leave, I'm afraid my relatives will misunderstand me. I asked her to contact the teacher and ask him to watch it for me for a while. She was embarrassed to ask the teacher to let me pick up the children for her twice. When I said I really couldn't leave, she hung up the phone angrily.

After the family reunion, I called her for fear that my neighbors would get angry and explain. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. When I passed by their house, I knocked at the door to see if she was there. She didn't even open the door in the room and said to me through the door, "I know you are busy, so I won't bother you in the future." ...

Then she sent a circle of friends, which read, "I thought I met a good man, and sure enough everyone is selfish."

She is not touched at all by what she has done for her neighbors these days. She still takes it for granted that I helped her. Only once did I not agree to her request, and I became what she called a selfish person. I shudder to see what my neighbors have done. I think I am really thankless. I didn't get a word of praise for my good deeds, but I got a bad reputation.

My neighbor said such a thing, which really chilled me. Through this, I can see my neighbors completely. No wonder she and other neighbors don't walk around. I am the only friend in the whole community. I think she only dated me because she is easy to talk to. Now if I can't meet her requirements, I won't contact me again.

But it doesn't matter. I can stop the loss in time if I recognize her as a person earlier. For someone like her, even if I pay more, she won't be moved by it. She will get used to it. I think I should help her unconditionally. It's good for such people to see their own early, and stop loss in time can pay less affection. Why not?

I always thought that people's hearts would change, and even a cool heart could cover the heat. When I met my neighbor, she completely changed my view and made me understand that it is a good thing to help others, but it also depends on their character. If the object of my help is a reasonable person, she is grateful for my help, even if she doesn't repay me.

If I meet an ungrateful person, he takes my contribution for granted. Once I don't meet her requirements, she will forget all my former good things, and then it will be all my fault. We don't need to explain too much about such people. It is enough to be ourselves. This is a matter of public opinion.

Kindness is a nature, not a choice. I believe there are still many good people in the world. No matter how many chilling things I encounter, it will not change my original intention. I firmly believe that those who love it will return it, those who are blessed will return it, and those who are kind will not be blessed, but the disaster is far away. Being a kind person is a belief I have always adhered to and will never change!

I work hard in clothing sales, and my monthly performance is always half that of a person, but our boss always listens to the manager and has almost no good face. Invite people to dinner in the shop and avoid me. Finally, my blood is cold, so why bother? There is gold shining everywhere. Later, I heard the most feedback that my departure was the biggest loss in the store.

I used to sell cosmetics, and my performance was always the first, but my boss only listened to the female store manager. It was many years ago that I loved online shopping and used WeChat and Alipay for the first time. At that time, a big customer wanted to scan the code, and the boss asked me to use my code. The next day, I took a taxi to the bank to withdraw money from my boss. He didn't say thank you, but said there was a piece of money that looked like fake money. After reading it for a long time, I said no,,, I just fired him.

No matter how nice the new wife is to her mother-in-law, she also thinks that you not only robbed her son, but also robbed her of her mistress status.

Let's not talk about specific things, except that people are basically selfish, but to varying degrees. Remember not to do some so-called good deeds, and expect others' respect or recognition. It's no use doing anything without money and status. On the contrary, someone will explain everything from your point of view. Liu Luanxiong said well, where there is right and wrong, only the strong and the weak, strong and wrong is fine.

There was a neighbor. I helped him when he was in trouble. As a result, I helped him He said behind her back that I should be nice to her. She said that I am good to everyone, why not help her? I helped everyone who made you busy. You have to be a good person! I laugh when people tell me, and I help your neighbor when I tell her she is in trouble.

When my parents were seriously ill, I assumed all the responsibilities as my daughter and brother, resigned and paid for them until they died. But my brother not only didn't take care of my parents, but also scolded me with all kinds of ugly words and was dissatisfied with me. I know he was spoiled by his parents since he was a child. He was right about everything and I was wrong about everything. I have tolerated him again and again, and I have been wronged since my parents died, so I have something to find him. I'm really fed up. I owe him nothing in my life. I have deleted his WeChat and phone number. I don't want to hear his voice or care about anything. No matter how I helped him, he didn't have a good word and didn't appreciate it. Why should I? Being hurt by him again and again, life has to go its own way. My sister can't be her mother all her life.

When others need help most, you lend a helping hand, but the other person doesn't know how to be grateful.

Once, a friend, whose father was hospitalized and needed surgery, explained the situation to me. He doesn't have enough money in his hand, so he needs to borrow some money and pay me back when he gets paid. I lent it to him without thinking too much. After all, working together, he can't run away. At that time, he was too young to trust people. Up to now, more than ten years have passed, and I haven't seen the money.

At first we worked together and everyone trusted us. Who would have thought that shortly after his resignation, he still didn't pay back the money, saying that he would pay it back to me when he had money. I have been waiting for this sentence for ten years. At that time, the salary was not high, so I lent it without thinking too much. The other party's phone has changed and no one can be found. Sometimes I think that he may have a bad life and need money more than I do. I can only say that I spent money on classes and used them.

Don't mention it, when I was chilling, my parents were biased towards my sister when I was alive. I didn't do anything right, just because I found a husband with no money and no power, so you don't please anything. When my parents were eccentric, others said that your father was too eccentric and didn't want to associate with them, but his father died. Just think about it. If you have something to do, you will * * * *, if you have nothing to do, keep sisterhood and live. If people want to be open and live in the present, they don't have to look at other people's faces!

Rome was not built in a day.