When Makoto was a child, he would scream inexplicably, and my sister hated it, especially when it happened, my mother would run over and hug the boy and say, "It's Mom who is sorry for you." And my father smoked cigarette by cigarette and didn't say anything.

Once Hong couldn't stand it and cried together, and asked her mother loudly in tears: "Why do we have to take this waste wood brother?" Everything is a mess! "Dad rushed over and slapped her, for the first time and for the last time.

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