My four-year-old brother poured an unknown liquid into the rice vat. When I saw it, I burned the rice vat along with it. When grandma came back and learned of the situation, she was furious, so my life changed drastically. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my brother poured the liquid into the rice vat. Me, I was reborn. This time, I didn't blame my brother for his mistakes. Grandma, who has been diligent and thrifty all her life, said to wash it before eating it, and don't let the white rice go to waste like this.
