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Orphan Lin Xiaoman grew up resenting her grandma’s cruelty: 5 AM wake-ups for vocabulary drills, burned comic books she’d saved half a year for, even pouring her classmate’s pearl milk tea down the drain. Her anger shattered when she fell ill from all-nighters—grandma carried her through a storm to the hospital, slipping into a mud pit. There, Xiaoman found a crumpled notebook under grandma’s pillow: entries on warming milk every morning, secret废品-selling savings for textbooks, and a shaky final line: “If I die, how will Xiaoman survive without skills?” All the “harshness” was love wrapped in thorns. When Xiaoman rushed into the ward with her Tsinghua acceptance letter, grandma’s fragile hand touched the paper, tears mixing with a smile: “Our Xiaoman can finally hold her own umbrella now.”
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