Meeting My Mother Again Will Be My Mourning Hall
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I am the product of my mother's assault. After my father passed away, she left me at my grandmother's house in the countryside. After accidentally injuring my uncle, I was kicked out of the house. Now in my tenth year of wandering, I am dying of cancer. Just when I was picking up trash to earn money to prepare for my own funeral, a wish blogger stopped me. She said she could help me fulfill three wishes. I asked her: "Can I wish for anything?" The blogger gave me a look of disdain. "As long as I can do it, it'll be fine." I lowered my head and said my three biggest wishes. First, my mother took me home. The second is to give yourself a decent funeral. The third is to find my sister. The wish blogger laughed out loud with relief. "It's easy, just leave it to me." But she was stumped when she helped me realize my first wish. Because when we first met, my mother smashed my mourning hall.
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