Rumor is a joke.

Because I don't know how to explain it, I am afraid that I am wrong, so I am cautious. When a person spreads rumors, everyone's suspicion and speculation will push him to the brink of collapse. When it collapses again, the truth often becomes an explanation. Some people even say that explanation is a cover-up, and it is meaningless to believe me anyway.

When I was a child, I was not an obedient child. It seems that all the problems at home are because of me. My mother lost the money in her pocket, my father lost the lighter, and I ate all the moon cakes that bought me milk. I grew up in doubt, and everyone believed that I was not a good boy. Slowly, I also questioned myself. Am I really such a person?

Later, when I grew up and got married, I felt that I could finally be an adult again. Here comes the problem again. Relatives and friends bombed in turn. Some people say I am not filial to my mother-in-law. "If you look at the distance between the two cities, you won't go to see your mother-in-law. What happened to the children? Whose children don't grow up like this? You were so delicate when you gave birth, even your mother-in-law didn't go to see it. "

Since my mother-in-law believed it, she thought she was right. Since she accused me of being unfilial to her and not taking my children to see her, the idea has taken root in her mind a little bit, so that I can't pull it out later.

Really don't want to explain, how to explain, explain your unfilial? The truth is becoming less and less important to me. I believe in time and people's hearts. People's hearts are all meat. Take your time. Take your time. Everyone in the east has something to do, so we can only wait and see. Rumors stop with wise men, and rumors take time.