Mrs. Tao rushed in, and the youngest daughter lay on the bed, staring at the roof with empty eyes, not knowing what to think.

Walking to the bed, Mrs. Tao hesitated a little, she stood there and asked in a low voice, "Nannan, where are you uncomfortable?" ”

The girl turned her head, her eyes cold and old, not at all like a seven-year-old.

Mrs. Tao looked stunned, and the hand that stretched out to touch her forehead stopped in mid-air, but she didn't dare to fall.

"Don't you want me to die?"

The girl's voice was hoarse like an old woman.

Mrs. Tao didn't know what it was like.

The son who has been looking forward to it for so many years died, and he was still killed by this child, it is impossible to say that he does not hate her, but after all, it is the flesh that fell from his body when he was ten months pregnant, and the mother's feelings for the child have been generated from the moment she knew that she was pregnant, even if she neglected her daughter's growth because of the difficulties of life over the years, but now looking at her daughter's blank face, her heart began to twitch.

"I hear it all." The little girl's voice was low, "My sister wants to kill me, doesn't she?" ”

Mrs. Tao smiled reluctantly, "Don't talk nonsense. ”

The little girl beckoned to Mrs. Tao and told her to come closer, she had something to say.

Mrs. Tao leaned down and pressed her little daughter's face.

"I deserve it, my father was right to beat me, Mom, I really didn't kill my little brother, but I saw my sister stuffing needles into the dough and didn't stop it, I should die." The little girl's voice was soft.

That day she said she didn't do it. Mrs. Tao and her husband didn't believe it, thinking that she was lying, and now looking at what the other twin did, Mrs. Tao believed that this daughter was the scapegoat, and that daughter was the real culprit.

Thinking of that daughter's vicious thoughts, Mrs. Tao felt chills all over, and she couldn't understand how a child who crawled out of her stomach could be so different.

"Mom, don't tell others that I can speak, I'm afraid she will hurt me." The youngest daughter whispered, reaching out and hugging Mrs. Tao's neck.

The soft girl, who was scarred by the beating, and her voice was hoarse like an old man, Mrs. Tao's heart softened inch by inch, and she nodded with tears in her eyes.

The little girl reached out to wipe away Mrs. Tao's tears and smiled faintly.

The smile is extremely poignant, which makes people's hearts sour.

Mrs. Gu asked in a low voice, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" The little girl shook her head. Mrs. Tao breathed a sigh of relief, and came out to see the twin kneeling on the ground, hugging her and crying: "Mom, I didn't mean to, I didn't want to hurt my sister, we are twins, we look exactly the same, she is my shadow, I won't harm her." ”

Mrs. Tao looked at her eldest daughter, but Tao Zhizhi turned her face sideways and did not look at her. Mrs. Tao sighed: "You really disappointed me, how did I give birth to a wolf cub." ”

What else? A seven-year-old girl can't kill her to avenge her son, let alone tell Mr. Tao that one child was almost killed, and she can't let another accident happen on impulse, although she herself is full of anger towards this child.

Mrs. Tao endured the pain and whispered, "Okay, your sister is fine, you can get up, I won't tell your father about this." ”

The little girl got up with confidence, and at the same time glanced at Tao Zhizhi proudly.

Tao Zhizhi shook her head helplessly, this sister is afraid that she will not be saved, she doesn't feel that she has done anything wrong at all, the only thing she feels guilty about is how can what she did be discovered.

A seven-year-old girl, it's terrible to think about.

"Okay, let's eat."

Mrs. Tao went to make porridge.

The little girl suddenly asked, "Mom, won't you give us the sweater?" ”

Tao Zhizhi almost burst out laughing, after all, a seven-year-old child, this is careful.

Mrs. Tao glared at him hatefully: "Sweater? You're still thinking about the sweater, it's good if I don't beat you to death, I'll keep this account in mind, and I'll settle it with you slowly in the future. ”

The girl's face darkened suddenly.

Do you have to settle accounts slowly?

Mrs. Tao turned around and went into the kitchen to cut cabbage, Tao Zhizhi looked at her sister and said in a very small voice: "There is no way to change the impression in your mother's and little sister's hearts, what will you do in the future, you are so vicious at the age of seven, what can you do when you grow up?" ”

"You want to care?" My sister rolled her eyes, and now the sweater is no longer playful, she is already transparent in front of her sister and mother, and she is too lazy to pretend.

Mr. Tao did not come back during dinner in the evening.

"Your dad might be working overtime again."

Mrs. Tao was worried: her husband was in a very bad mental state because of his son's accident these days, and he had to work overtime at night, so he was reluctant to spend money to buy a baked cake to satisfy his hunger.

"Be careful, pick a road with street lights, go and go back quickly."

Mrs. Tao wrapped the cake in an old newspaper and handed it to Tao Zhizhi.

Tao Zhizhi put on a sweater, held the cake in his arms and said, "Mom, don't worry." ”

My sister watched her sister open the door with the cake, a cold wind blew, she couldn't help but wrap her thin torn jacket tightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Who knows if she will steal food halfway." Anyway, Dad is biased towards her. ”

Mrs. Tao slapped her in the face, pointed at her and scolded: "I really can't bear it, don't you know what you did wrong now?" ”

My sister covered her face: "Didn't Mom say that she wouldn't tell her dad and wouldn't pursue it?" ”

"How can you be so ruthless, that's your brother, your own brother."

The little girl sneered: "He is your precious son, am I the grass?" ”

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Tao stared at the daughter in amazement, she had never imagined that a seven-year-old girl could have so many thoughts.

"The eldest sister has good grades, she has always been your pride, and the younger brother is incense, what are the two of us? Just because we are not sons, the time of birth is not right, unlike the eldest sister is the first child, the eldest sister can wear a big sweater, the younger brother can drink soy milk, eat mixed dough, we wear the eldest sister does not want a torn jacket, when the wind blows out, we eat vegetable porridge every day only vegetable porridge, thin only vegetable porridge, the vegetable leaves are still picked up! ”

Mrs. Tao's eyes widened: "You have always been very us, hating your sister, hating your brother, and even your sister?" ”

"You forced it, why did you give birth to us, I don't want to pick up cabbage leaves for the rest of my life! My brother doesn't die, and in the future, my sister will really be admitted to college, and my brother will start studying, what should we do? Mom, did you really plan to ask us to read? ”

The little girl slammed into a series of rhetorical questions, and Mrs. Tao took a few steps back, holding on to the table to stand firmly.

"My brother is a son, and your sister studies well, what do you compare with your younger brother?"

She forced herself to compose and retorted stiffly.

"Mom is also a woman, has Mom ever read?"

"You ......" Mrs. Tao was so angry with her daughter that she vomited blood.

There was a violent cough from inside, and Mrs. Tao glared at her: "You give me honesty." ”