"Mother, I don't marry! I can work, I feed pigs, I raise chickens, I chop wood and carry water! I can also go out to work to earn money, I can endure hardships, I can do anything, just ask you not to let me change relatives! I beg you, I beg you!"

I cried and knelt in front of my mother, hugging her thighs and bursting into tears.

We are poor here.

I read a sentence in a book, called the poor mountains and bad waters out of the people.

Because he is poor, he is extremely greedy, his eyes are red, and his heart is black.

Women are in the mountains, sometimes they are worth money, sometimes they are not.

The women of their own family are not worth much, but the women of other people's families are worth.

The man wants to marry a mother-in-law, and the dowry that the woman wants is a lion's mouth.

If you can't afford to give money, you can only change it.

My brother is 31 years old this year, and he is still single, howling like a wolf for a woman all day long.

As soon as he drank, he played drunken madness, smashed the table and smashed the bowl, beat his father and scolded his mother.

As soon as I saw which family in the village had married a daughter-in-law, I would go crazy when I came back.

ran to see the neighbor's more than 50 women take a bath, was chased by other men and beat half of the village, and finally had to pay the old sow in the family to the other party to end the matter.

Last month, a matchmaker finally came over to say that he had made peace with his heart.

There is an old girl in Cuijiatun on the other side of the mountain, who is 28 years old and is willing to marry my brother.

The condition is that I marry a man from that family, nicknamed Cui Lao Crooked.

Cui Lao is 34 years old this year, and I am only 19.

Cui Lao Crooked's original nickname was not Cui Lao Crooked, but Cui Lao Touch.

Because I like to steal chickens and touch dogs.

Later, when he got into a fight with someone, he was beaten crookedly, and his nickname became Cui Lao Crooked.

Cui Lao Crooked has been in prison since his early 20s, stealing, robbing, and molesting ...... I went in four or five times.

Cheating, abducting, stealing, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, he has all kinds of poisons.

I won't marry such a man!

......

"Girl, there is only one man in our family, he is in his 30s, and he has no daughter-in-law, so he can't let our old Qiao family die in the future!"

"Listen to your mother, you can get married. Marrying a man, marrying a man, dressing and eating, men are all the same, and they all endure it as soon as they close their eyes. ”

My mother ignored my tears and pleadings, and persuaded me with all her heart.

But I'm not stupid.

Cui's house is a fire pit.

I'm only 19 and I haven't read much, but I know I can't jump in.

"Mother, can't I go out to earn money for my brother's daughter-in-law? I send money home every month, I beg you not to let me marry that man, you know who he is. ”

My cries grew louder and louder.

"Girl, mom begs you, mom kneels down for you, you should be considerate and considerate of mom, if you don't marry a daughter-in-law for your brother, your brother will have to kill us!"

With that, the mother took out a pesticide bottle from her bosom and unscrewed it.

"Girl, if you don't agree, my mother will die in front of you!

I looked at the pesticide in my mother's hand with teary eyes.

I feel like all thoughts are lost.

In order to make me change relatives, is this to force me to die?

Mother, did I force you, or did you force me?

That's it.

I'm also tired of crying, and I don't want to live anymore.

I snatched the pesticide from my mother's hand.

"Mother, my daughter is not filial!"

Tilting my head, I gulped in.

Then he threw the bottle on the stone pavement and the bottle shattered.

I had a mortal heart, but I felt that the taste in my mouth was wrong.

It's not a pesticide, it's soy sauce.

Mother, you actually lied to me with a bottle of fake pesticides!

In order for me to marry that man, you pretend to be dead and threaten me!

I looked up to see what my mother's expression was like now.

Wouldn't it be ashamed?

Is there any guilt?

I'm your child, too!

The palms and backs of your hands are full of meat, if you treat me like this, won't your conscience hurt?

But I didn't see my mother's expression.

What I saw was a slap from my father!