After Losing My Meat Ticket, My Mother Buried Me in a Coffin

"Mom, I'm not dead yet... Can you wait until I die before closing the coffin?" I cried aggrievedly and begged for mercy, but all I heard was the sound of my mother hammering nails. And underneath me, my grandma, who had just died of illness, was lying. "Two people per coffin, it saves money!" "This broom star is a prodigal. He dares to lose his meat tickets. Why don't you die soon and cause trouble for me!" I really don't know why the meat ticket disappeared, but I really didn't mean it. The voices of my father and my mother came from outside. "Let Nuannuan come out, something will happen!" "The child is too fragile to die! If you don't teach her a lesson, how will she remember it in the future?" Two hours later, my hand scratching the coffin slowly dropped. I was tired and tears fell from the corners of my eyes. "Mom, I'm sorry. If I die, you will forgive me..."