
Reborn in the 1970s, a Father Who Abandoned His Children Was Slapped in the Face
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I was only twelve years old when my mother died. But my father said that I have grown up and should take care of my younger brothers and sisters. The aunt and cousin were squeamish and would only be bullied if they stayed in the country, so my father asked them to follow him to the city. In five years, my father has not sent us half a penny. During the Great Famine, I sold my blood and went home, but I didn't get to see my brothers and sisters for the last time. They were starved to death, but I could only hold their emaciated bodies and cry loudly. My father came back for the funeral, pushed me to the ground and beat me to death. He accused me of being a funeral star, killed my younger siblings, and kicked me out of the house. He vowed to sever ties with me forever. "Did you stuff all the food into your own mouth? Otherwise, how could your younger siblings starve to death? You are not worthy of being my daughter. You are the one who deserves death!" I was so heartbroken that I cried blindly, and died in the wilderness. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to two days before my younger siblings starved to death. This time, I will no longer wait for death in the countryside, but will take my younger brothers and sisters to take back everything that belongs to us!
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