When he was nine years old, his elder brother accidentally fell down the mountain, and his lame father mobilized the whole village to look for him.
And I took the opportunity to untie the lunatic mother's chains and showed her the way down the mountain.
When my father came back, he found that my mother was missing and beat me badly.
My brother also kicked me in the stomach and said that I would do all the dirty work in the house from now on.
Three days later, I saw my mother again.
She got out of the car, her messy hair was combed smoothly, and her clothes were even scented.
My mother pointed at my fifty-year-old father, her fingers trembling. The men in black who followed her immediately understood and beat my father half to death.
She hugged her brother tightly again and burst into tears.
The men in black began to give his brother new clothes and shoes, and also gave him a big bag of candy.
I squeezed over happily and called out sweetly: "Mom!"
But the mother looked horrified and shouted: "Kill her, kill her quickly!"
I was kicked to the ground and tied up with my father. I watched helplessly as my mother took my brother and got into the car.
I don't understand, they are all mother's children, why does she only want her brother and not me?
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