母亲的脾气越来越差,动不动因为一点芝麻绿豆大的小事,对着我或者父亲大吵大闹。我是快受不了了,可父亲却总是不恼,一副笑面佛的样子,乐呵呵地包容着母亲所有的怒火与暴躁。一次吃晚饭时,妈妈得意地讲起她小时候的事。“我们那时候啊,可没你们现在这么好!”边说边鄙视地看了我一眼,接着说道,“我可是我们村的村花呢!”听到这儿,我 My mother’s temper getting worse, at every turn because of a little sesame mung bean big thing, against me or my father noisily. I can not stand fast, but my father is always not annoyed, a smile face Buddha, cheerfully embrace all the mother’s anger and irritability. When I had dinner at one time, my mom proudly talked about her childhood. “We did not have such a good time! ” Said one glance at me despisely, then said, “I am the village taffeta in our village!” "Heard me, I