My parents always tend to favor outsiders.

They always treat outsiders with a smile, even if others bully them, they can still happily say it's okay, always showing their tolerance and generosity.

But they are always nitpicking with me.

Even for the smallest things, they insist on blaming me.

If I'm wrong, I'm wrong, if I'm right, I'm still wrong.

They will always defend others, stand on the side of others.

When I was in elementary school, the neighbor upstairs stole electricity from our house. When my mom found out, our electricity bill for that month was unexpectedly over three hundred yuan.

My mom was so angry, shaking all over, her face turning red. She couldn't help but curse, "Not a single good person in that family, daring to steal our electricity, are they born without conscience?"

She cursed with harsh words, all kinds of insults pouring out.

When my dad came back from work, my mom and he whispered and cursed for a while.

My dad patted his chest and said he would go to their house the next day, saying they wouldn't get away with it.

I pushed around the food in my bowl, trying to propose a reasonable solution. I said, "Stealing electricity is illegal, we can solve it by calling the police."

My mom was ignited by my words, she shouted, "Yes! Yes! Call the police and arrest their whole family."

But the next day, my parents went upstairs with bags full of cigarettes and alcohol to knock on the neighbor's door.

The bags were filled with various cigarettes and alcohol.

As soon as the door opened, my dad smiled apologetically at the neighbor and said, "Brother Li! Ah, nothing really, it's just been a while since we sat down with you."

My mom also smiled brightly on the side, praising the neighbor's son.

They both changed their faces as if they were different people. Yesterday they were indignant and furious, how did they become like this today?

After chatting for a while, my parents finally got to the point.

My dad cleared his throat and said, "Brother Li, our electricity bill was over three hundred yesterday, could you please check if your wires were accidentally connected incorrectly..."

My dad was nervous and cautious.

The neighbor rolled his eyes, casually said a few words, "Not connected incorrectly, which eye of yours saw that we connected it wrong?"

Facing the unfriendly tone of the neighbor, my parents just smiled awkwardly, their faces showing indescribable embarrassment.

I was confused and felt angry subconsciously.

They stole electricity from our house, why do they have to be polite to them, giving gifts and smiling faces.

I suddenly burst out, hands on hips, shouting loudly, "You steal electricity from my house and still act so self-righteous? You're a thief, do you know we can call the police to arrest you!"

"The electricity meter clearly shows it's connected to your house's wires, why are you still arguing? Let's wait for the police to come and see!"