During the summer after finishing my college entrance examination, I worked part-time in a restaurant.
My parents took my brother to the restaurant for dinner.
My dad said arrogantly: "Waiter, go get your mother a glass of water."
After the water was delivered, my mother thought I was too slow and said, "You bitch, you want to kill me with thirst."
The younger brother deliberately threw his hair into the water and picked up his mobile phone to take pictures: "Sister, why do you still have long hair when you are a waiter? I will complain to your manager about you."
I directly raised my hand and slapped him.
"Do you want me to call the manager over for you?"
