My cousin's legs were congenitally disabled.
But my sister-in-law was overjoyed and said that he was born with a precious life and did not have to work hard in the fields.
After my constant persuasion, she took her cousin to a big city to seek medical treatment.
After multiple surgeries, my cousin was finally able to stand up.
But since then, whenever he encounters setbacks, he always hates me.
"If you hadn't had someone cure me, I could be sitting in a wheelchair, with clothes on my hands and food on my hands, and I wouldn't have to work so hard and run around and encounter so many hardships!"
He held a grudge, invited me to the overpass, and pushed me down.
When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day of my cousin's Hundred Days Banquet.
