There was a heavy rain in my hometown, and I was worried that the dilapidated house would collapse, so I hired someone overnight to use good materials to reinforce it.
But the situation was urgent, so I could only ask my parents to advance the balance payment.
Unexpectedly, they became furious and accused me of losing my conscience and colluding with the construction company to defraud my pension money.
Not only did they punch and kick me, but they also tied me to a telephone pole and let me be washed away by the heavy rain.
Three days later, the end of the world came and acid rain fell.
All things corrode.
My skin sizzled, I screamed in pain, and I was burned to death.
But they were safe and sound because of the anti-corrosion reinforcement materials.
But no one felt any guilt for my death.
Open your eyes again and go back to three days before the acid rain fell.
Faced with the accusation, I felt guilty and apologized: "Damn it, I was so blinded by lard that I harmed my family. I will contact the construction company to remove the materials, and I must ask them to pay back!"
