My Third Sister Who Was Sent Away Is Back

Thirty-three years later, I thought I would never see her again in this life. Among the five golden flowers of the Wen family, I am the youngest. The eldest sister stayed at the old house and married a farmer, the second sister opened a grocery store in the town, the fourth sister worked hard to become the boss, but the third sister was the only one who was given away by her parents when she was just born and went across the ocean to the United States. People in the village said that the third son of the Wen family had a good life and escaped from this poor house. But every year when I pay homage to my ancestors, my mother always says, "If only I had left a son..." The day the third sister came back, the whole village was in a panic. She drove the most expensive car in the city and wore clothes that we could never afford. She stood at the door of the Wen family's old house and shouted with a smile: "Dad, Mom, I'm back." The whole family wept with joy and organized the most decent reunion dinner. No one knew that the meal was the Hongmen Banquet. At the dinner table, the third sister slowly took out a document: "When I come back this time, I mainly want to talk about the land of the Wen family's ancestral home. Unfortunately, my foundation just bought it last month." The chopsticks in my father's hand fell to the ground. The eldest sister was stunned, the second sister lowered her head, the fifth sister turned pale, and the fourth sister sneered. My mother stood up and was about to scold me, but the third sister shook the document in her hand and her tone was still gentle: "Don't worry, family, let's talk slowly. First, settle the debt you owe me over the past thirty years, one by one." Five sisters sit around a table, their family affection is fake, their tears are fake, and their filial piety is fake. Only those crimes and punishments that are trapped in the country, face, and incense are real. She didn't come back to recognize her. She's back - skinned.