You don't deserve to be a mother.
When your child was born, you were as obsessed with your own clothes as you were with the girl of the year;
When your child was learning to speak, you were obsessed with shopping at the mall, and you were as keen as ever to be with your girlfriends;
When your child was studying at school, you were obsessed with mah-jongg. The holidays and weekends are your battleground.
When the child's college entrance exams, you fell in love with the disturbing square dance, with today's bloated body to catch up with the former bone dream.
When the child needs your help the most, you lie on the sick bed. The intense excitement of winning and losing at mahjong cost you your health.
Dear wife, you do not deserve to be a mother, do not deserve to be a qualified mother. You are not the child's heart to always care for her love and care for her
kissable and honorable mother.