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"Big brother, you've got a scratch on your face." She pointed to my scratched face, carefully took out a porcelain bottle from the sachet hanging from her waist, lifted my palm, and handed it to the middle of my palm. Smile with satisfaction, smile brightly. "Big brother, apply it to the wound, one in the morning and one in the evening, and within seven days, the wound will naturally scarre."

I am a concubine in the house, so I am naturally not good at asking others to care. In the depths of my memory, no one has treated me well except for my loving mother. They will only treat me like a brute. In their eyes, I can only pay them a tool for fun like a beast. There is no personal self-esteem to speak of.

"I don't need to." I replied coldly. The tone was so cold that I couldn't even recognize that I was speaking it. I don't understand why I was so indifferent to her, maybe it was affected by my mood at the time, I often think like this.

The little girl is also very stubborn, and she actually got into trouble with me. pursed his pink little mouth, and said to me in a slightly sweet tone in anger: "Big brother doesn't accept it, I'm going to be angry!" She put down the basket full of herbs, sat cross-legged on the ground, and continued with what she had just said: "The baby is angry, the baby has a small temper, you have to make the baby happy."

I suddenly felt like laughing at her, and it was really childlike. If I don't make her happy this time, she is destined not to let me go, I will not make people happy, I have been called a 'broom star' since I was a child, and I don't know how to make others laugh. had to take her original words: "Big brother takes this medicine." Cool underground. Can you get up? ”

"Okay, big brother has to count when he speaks!" Her pursed mouth quickly stretched out into a beautiful crescent shape.

I watched her innocent smile overflowing with joy, and the uncomfortable mood was gradually rendered a little better.

Her smile is very beautiful, and no matter how uncomfortable she is, looking at her innocent smile will naturally improve.

"Big brother, it's time for me to go." She put the basket on her back and raised her hand to me to say goodbye.

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After I went back, my mother dragged my seriously ill body and pulled me to apologize to the eldest lady.

I refused to live or die, and I always insisted on my own opinions. My mother raised her hand and slapped me in the face.

My mother had red eyes and pointed at me: "Do you know what you did wrong?"

The first time my mother hit me, it was also the first time she lost her temper at me, and I bowed my head. The first time I disobeyed my mother's words, in fact, I also wanted to listen to my mother's words and apologize, but thinking of how the eldest lady usually treated my mother, I immediately dispelled the idea of apologizing.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" The mother covered her chest with one hand and held the table with the other. There was an uncomfortable dry cough, and a large mouthful of blood spat onto the ground.

I panicked and was about to reach out to help my mother pour tea, but my mother stopped me.

I knelt down. "Mother, the child knows his mistakes. The child should now go to his mother and apologize. "I didn't dare to look up at my mother's eyes, I was afraid that my mother's condition would worsen again. Open the door and go straight out.

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"Rebel! You rebel! "Dad pointed at me and jumped like thunder and scolded me." Come on, heirloom! ”

More than a dozen lashes came down, my clothes were torn, blood blurred my entire back, and the wound was hot at first, and finally it became numb.

"Xianggong, dissipate gas. Never mind. "The eldest lady came up to persuade my father to stop, and she said that she told my father to stop, but the implication was just to come and see my joke.

"Stop." Dad wasn't as angry as he used to be.

I struggled to get up, and the wound was a hundred times more painful when I moved. The eldest lady motioned for the family to help me.

"Thanks to the mother's kindness, the child can go." I declined her offer. She's just pretending to be someone else.

Everyone in the room except my dad looked at me with wide eyes and incredulity. They thought I wouldn't be able to go back.