My mother was shocked. My mother was so scared that she tied all the doors tightly. She herself entered another house and tied the door she was hiding away from. She didn't dare to see me dying gradually. She wanted to wait until I died completely before opening the door to "treat" me.

She slapped the door in the room and confessed to me randomly. She used the sound of the door to cover up the sound of my gradual death. She said she shouldn't bring me to this world and shouldn't marry that unscrupulous man. She said she didn't know what kind of life she committed. She said she was not from the Jiang family. Why did the legend of a survivor come to her, the "outsider" who had already married?

Of course, in a daze, she would still say, "It's Mom who is sorry for you, it's Mom who is sorry for you. You can reincarnate and don't do something like this harm."

Although I am almost two years old, I don’t know if it is because of my stubbornness in nature or because I don’t have enough nutritional supplies. Before that, I never said a word or called me mother, and tears rarely flowed out since I was sensible.

But at that moment, when I heard my mother tell me that she was wrong, she was sorry for me, and I was so painful that my stomach was so coliced, but I was helpless, I suddenly spoke and shouted at the door of my mother's room: "Mom--"

My voice was miserable and anxious. I wanted my mother to save me. Although I was not a normal person, I was born with a more determined mind than a normal person. I don’t want to die!

After a sound, I started calling one after another.

"Mom-Mom-Mom-Mom-"

My tears burst out from my eyes. I don’t know how long it took me to cry. Even if my mother used an iron hoop to bleed my forehead, I didn’t cry. But when I called out the word “Mother”, I couldn’t hold back my tears.

Maybe it was because I was so heartbroken that after a while of eagerness, my mother suddenly rushed out and started to use a large scoop of water to scoop water into my mouth, filling it with a large scoop of water and a large scoop of water.

She said she didn't intend to kill me, she said that if I could drink the water and survive, it would be my life. She scolded me crazily, saying, "Why didn't I just take poison and die?" Why did I have to endure it and call her to the ghost? Is it not enough to harm her, and should I continue to harm her?"

If other children call "Mother" for the first time, how happy her mother would be, but when my mother heard my first scream, she said that my scream was a ghost cry, but it was also good to call her. At least my ghost cry finally awakened a little bit of pity in her heart.

Although I was young, I had a strange physique and my mother poured a lot of water to dilute the properties of the poison. How could those poisons take my life?

When I woke up from my endangered state and stood firmly in front of my mother, my mother sat down on the ground that had been wet with clear water in frustration. She looked at me with horror and at a loss. After watching for a while, she suddenly hugged me and cried.

Her tears wet my cold body. There is nothing in this world that can make me feel sad and painful. Her warm tears are the only sad agent that can remove my whole body from arming. I cried loudly in her arms. My grievances, my destiny, my future, my tolerance, my fragility...

After crying for a while, my mother pushed me away. I saw the iron hoop that I threw away on the ground not far away. I moved my two-year-old footsteps with sobs, walked there tremblingly, picked up the iron hoop, and put it on my forehead.

I thought my mother wanted to poison me because I didn't wear that iron hoop. I was afraid that my mother would poison me again. I thought to myself that I was afraid of my mother. I will never put the iron hoop down again. I just want my mother not to feed me that bitter thing again...

Thinking of this, I burst into tears. There are so many sadness in this world. Who can surpass me?

Because of that matter, because of my final tolerance, I finally got my life back from the Hall of Hell, and my mother finally gave up the idea of ​​"handling" me.

During that time, I remember that I always liked to hold my mother's hand, walk further away, walk out of the house, and walk out of the village where the Jiang family lives.

Because I could feel that the Jiang family's village was filled with a smell of hatred. I wanted my mother to take me away from this village that made me hate me. I was also particularly afraid of my mother's cousin. Because he came, I felt that my mother would think again whether to "handle" me again.

But my mother has always been reluctant to leave the village. Or she has already seen through us, and wherever we go, it will be the same ending. Instead of going to another village, being released by someone else, or beating us to death with a stick like a monster, she might as well take me to continue to suffer in that village with hatred.

Until one day, a beast opera troupe came to our village, and my mother suddenly moved and thought of a good way to finally "handle" me.

She dressed me up very beautifully that day. I used to wear the darkest and least conspicuous dirty clothes because I was her gray spot. She didn't want anyone to look at me, but that day, she got a pink conspicuous clothes from somewhere. I remember that there was a peach branch full of six or seven flowers printed on the clothes.

"After entering the beast opera troupe, you must calm down. No matter what I do or say, you must obey my arrangements. This is the last chance for us mother and daughter to turn over. I don't want to deal with you, but I don't want to be dragged to death by you. I want to ask the master of the beast opera troupe to take you for the time being. After a while, I will pick you up." My mother said to me.

"Yeah!" I nodded vigorously to my mother. I could feel the excitement from my mother, inside and outside. My mother's excitement infected me. Usually everyone is happy during the New Year and the Festival, but our family is always frowning. But this time, I could feel that my mother is happier than others during the New Year and the Festival, so I also have to be happy with her.
Chapter completed!