有一次,家里不知是什么东西丢了,爸却硬说是我弄丢的。我清清楚楚地知道自己未曾_动过那东西,便和爸争辩,可爸不信,还是没完没了地说我。我很气愤,可我不敢跟他顶撞,因为他是父亲,我是女儿,没办法,只有同情 我的泪珠儿跑出来为我打抱不平,可爸见了又 说我遇事爱哭——没出息。那时我正在煮饭, On one occasion, the family did not know what was lost. Dad actually insisted that I lost it. I clearly knew that I hadn’t fucked that thing and I argued with Dad, but Dad didn’t believe it, and I said it to me endlessly. I was very angry, but I didn’t dare to clash with him because he was a father and I was a daughter. No way but to sympathize with my tears and ran out to fight for my injustice, but when the dad met and said that I was crying, I didn’t cry. Interest rate. I was cooking at that time,