我从小最恨别人叫我“拖油瓶”。那一年我只有6岁,跟着妈妈走进姓章的人家,妈妈一个劲儿地推我:“莎莎,叫爸爸,快,叫爸爸。”我低着头,难道我必须忘了自己的爸爸而叫他爸爸吗?我眼中充满泪水,咬着嘴唇,头垂得更低了。妈妈还在一个劲儿地推我,抱怨着:“莎莎,你怎么这么不懂事?我们不是说得好好的吗?” I hated people when I was young and called me “pull oil bottles.” I was only 6 years old that year and followed my mother into someone’s family name. My mother kept pushing me: “Salsa, call my father, be quick, call my father.” I lowered my head and I must forget my father. And call him daddy? My eyes are full of tears, I bit my lip, and my head hangs lower. Mom kept pushing me and complained: “Sasha, how can you be so ignorant? Are we not talking about it?”