我五岁那年的一天，爸爸下班后去卫生所打针，便再也没有回来蛮横、泼辣的奶奶容不下我们孤儿寡母，把我们母女赶出家门。一个寒冷的冬夜，妈妈背着我离开了家。妈妈没有像邻村小柱子妈那样丢下小柱子跟男人跑了，而是倾尽心血抚养我。转眼我六岁了。妈妈把失去丈夫的痛苦转变? One day when I was five years old, my father went to the clinic after get off work to inquire and never returned to rudeness. The brash grandma could not tolerate our orphans and widowed mothers and pushed us away from their families. A cold winter night, my mother left me with my back home. Mom did not like the small village in the neighboring village like a small pillar left with the man run, but exhausted efforts to raise me. I am six years old. Mum to change the pain of losing her husband?