What's the worst thing your parents did when you put stockings on your son to test his quality?

What's the worst thing your parents did when you put stockings on your son to test his quality? ?

When I was a child, my parents were very busy and had no time to do anything to deceive my children! However, because they are busy, I have not been cheated less. There are three children in our family. My sister is more than one year older than me, and I am more than one year older than my brother. When I was a child, my parents were very busy and basically had no time to take care of us. Anyway, we all play by ourselves during the day. I was cheated by my sister twice, and I remember those two times were a bit serious. I was honest. She says whatever she says, and she doesn't know anything about escape or resistance. I remember once there were only three of us at home, and my parents didn't know what to do. My sister called us to the door and told me to stand still. I stood there honestly without thinking. She quietly took out a key and stuck it in my nostril. Then she turned her head and said happily, open the door. It was very, very painful at that time, and suddenly it bled. I just feel something hot coming out. Seeing my nose bleeding, I cried. She took out her key.

I was too honest to know how to protect myself. I feel like an idiot. I just think she is my sister, and she will be good to us. I should listen to her, and I don't have any precautions in my heart, or maybe it's because I'm too young! I don't remember how old I was, but I clearly remember the scene where my brother and sister stood by. My brother stood by and watched my sister play, and then they laughed and watched me cry together.

Another time, there was a pile of coal ash in front of our house, and mom and dad were not at home. Then my sister took a backpack and turned it over and put it on the coal ash pile. She asked me to climb up and hugged me. I said I couldn't get up. She tried to help me up, smiled at me and said that I reached out and hugged you. Although I was not sensible at that age, I felt so warm at that time. One of us is less than two years old. It's really warm to take care of me and hurt me. When my brother was younger than me, she didn't even hug him, but hugged me. I'm happy to help. At the moment when I leaned forward, my sister suddenly ran away. She was happy and smiled. I fell heavily on the ground and suddenly landed on my abdomen, feeling almost out of breath, while he laughed his head off.

She doesn't care if I cry on the ground. She didn't help me at all. At that time, although she won't hate or hold grudges, she will never forget her actions and behaviors of deceiving me. I have been cheated twice. I clearly remember these two times. Although my brother is younger than me, he still remembers them very clearly now. It is conceivable that I can't remember them. At that time, I didn't hold grudges at all, but I still hated them when I grew up. In addition, other factors in the living environment make me silent, just to better protect myself and not let anyone hurt me. So when we have conflicts, I become fierce, and I can't beat them, so I don't let myself suffer in the quarrel. I became calm and introverted. I didn't take the initiative to make trouble with anyone, but when the trouble came, I don't think I would sit still, because my parents went home at night when I was cheated by my sister. My brother told my mother about them, and I told them, but they didn't say anything, comforted me or blamed my sister.

After two things I experienced as a child, I will never let myself suffer dumb losses again, because honest people are always ignored or even ignored by everyone. So I became unreasonable. I was weak in the fight, so I had to use my quick wits to get the upper hand in the quarrel, and then I was beaten again. Now they are all grown up and married, and the relationship between brother and sister is good, but it will be a little uncomfortable to think about being cheated. What's more sad is that my parents don't care about my experience at all, which should be regarded as an indirect pit by my parents.