On New Year's Eve, My Brother Slapped Me Three Times
by Like Brocade
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On New Year's Eve, I was slapped three times by my own brother. He arrogantly spat at me. "This is my home, and it's not your place as an outsider to dictate!" "You're an unlucky thing, if you don't get out, I'll beat you up!" But he seems to have forgotten that the house he lives in now is the retirement home I bought for my mother. His wife is still wearing the gold jewelry I bought, and his children are still holding the large red envelopes I just gave them. I felt the burning sting on my face and looked at the others. The sister-in-law laughed mockingly and snorted contemptuously. The two children stared at me with hostility on their faces. My mother, who invited me to celebrate my birthday tonight, stood silently in the corner, as usual, her eyes were red but she said nothing. I suddenly got annoyed.
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