When I woke up early this morning, I was very angry.

I ate Yangchun noodles for breakfast, but I didn't like to eat noodles, so I barely finished eating noodles, and my mother asked me to put down Ning Yu's empty bowl in the house.

An evil fire sprung up in my heart, and I refused with an ugly expression. Mom didn't allow it, and I didn't know what I thought, so I took the bowl with a little bit of soup left, I stood still, and with a smile, I poured the soup in the bowl on Ning Yu's head.

I had no idea how similar the expression on my face was to Luo Jingwei at that time.

This move also shocked my mother at the time, and Ning Yu was completely in a state of confusion.

But soon, as soon as my mother came back to her senses, she turned around and snatched the bowl from my hand and threw it directly to the ground.

In an instant, the bowl was splashed, and then my mother slapped me in the face, and scolded angrily: "If you don't want to put it, don't let it go." ”

This is the second time in my life that I have been slapped, the first time was Luo Jingwei, the wicked man who killed people who did not pay for his life, the second time was hit by my own mother, once on the left, once on the right, two completely different people, hit me on different cheeks, but the pain that gave me was the same.

But I didn't have time to feel angry, because I immediately felt as if something was going to flow out of my nose, and in a hurry, I reached out and rubbed my nose; When I put down my hand again, I found that my hand was blood-red.

I suddenly smiled again, no longer reaching out to cover my nose, and the blood was quickly flowing on my white dress, stained red and still flowing.

Mom's face was ugly and she didn't say a word.

Dad seemed to be in the house, and when he heard the sound of a bowl being dropped, he hurried out, and when he came, he saw me standing in front of my mother, all over my clothes, and my face was bloody, and he didn't move, so he rushed over and told me to put my head up, and then ran back into the house to get paper and wet towels and ran out.

Dad took a paper to plug my nosebleed and wiped the back of my neck.

Angrily asked his mother, "Why did you hit the child?" ”

Not to be outdone, Mom said: "I just asked her to put down the bowl for Ning Yu, and she made it and poured all the soup in the bowl on Ning Yu's head." ”

Dad said angrily: "If she doesn't want to let go, forget it, what do you want to do to beat her." ”

"It's up to her to do this little thing, am I her mother, or is she my mother? You just get used to it, and sooner or later you will get used to being disobedient. Mom said.

"Don't say it, you shouldn't hit the child, go and bring cold water, her blood doesn't seem to stop." Dad said anxiously.

Mom was actually panicked, she didn't say anything when she heard it, so she hurried to the house to fetch water, and even forgot Ning Yu, who was still standing on the side.

After Mom entered, Ning Yu stood aside and said, "Does my sister hurt?" Actually, the soup was all iced, and I didn't hurt it. ”

Dad held my body with one hand, pressed a wet towel with the other and said to me: "Don't blame your mother for beating you, she has a quick temper, and Ning Yu is also a younger brother, even if you don't want to help your brother put the bowl, you can't pour the soup on your brother's head, right?" ”

The rate of nosebleeds was slowly decreasing, the wet towel was becoming warm at the base of my neck, and in my father's calm tone, my emotions gradually calmed down, and I realized what I had done.

The memories of pouring the soup on Ning Yu's head are vivid, but it seems that the person who did this at that time was not me.

How could I do such a thing? I asked myself over and over again.

Mom brought a basin of cold water out, and took an extra towel, Dad wet the towel on the back of my neck again and put it on, and Mom wiped the blood on my face in front, she knew that I had always loved to look, and the feeling of blood on my face made me uncomfortable.

After wiping it off, I wanted to say sorry to Ning Yu, but as soon as I opened my mouth, a smell of blood came up in my throat.

On the contrary, after a while, my mother calmed down and sat next to me and said, "Mom had a heavy hand just now, is it painful?" ”

I shook my head.

Mom continued: "Ning Yu is the younger brother, he is still young, you have to let him, even if you don't want to put the bowl, you can tell me better, you can't do this, understand?" You're so old, you have to be sensible. ”

I nodded, but I clearly felt that deep in my heart, there was an evil fire that began to rush towards the heavenly spirit, and a voice in my head said, why should my sister let my younger brother, why should I be my sister, and everything is wrong when I am an older sister.

It's too much to say wrong, so I didn't say a word, and quickly ran upstairs with the jade pendant on my chest.

Mom thought I didn't want to listen to her, so she angrily chased after her and scolded: "You stubborn baby, you don't want to listen to anything I say to you." ”

Run to the room and plug the latch of the door on.

I clutched the jade pendant and sat down on the ground behind the door, hoping that it would wake me up now, just as it had awakened me that nightmare.

Mom took a step slower than me and shouted to open the door outside, one voice more urgent, but after a while, Dad came up and called Mom away.

Sitting alone, I felt a wave of dizziness in my head, like an overloaded boat, whirling on the water.

"Sir, what should I do?" I muttered under my breath.

As soon as I finished speaking, a loud sound suddenly blew in through the window, and the curtains swept over the books and pen holders on my desk.

is neither soft nor hard, a gentle and low voice sounded in front of her: "The little girl is really noisy, and the tears of grievance are about to fall out." ”

A smile bloomed on the face of the gentleman who had not been seen for many days, like a ray of sunlight suddenly bursting in the gloomy sky, with an unimaginable magic that made his calm face suddenly vivid.

The gentleman crouched down, looked me in the eye calmly and said, "Good, you are not wrong. ”

I saw myself reach out a hand and poke him lightly in the face.

A warm and cool sensation came from the fingertips.

I burst into tears, my eyes were like unclosed faucets, and droplets of water were falling in large drops.

The gentleman looked at me silently, patting my back gently with his big hand, and the gentleman's hand, like a calming pill, slowly calmed down.

Outside the window, you can see a large birch tree opposite, the leaves are dense and deep, and when the wind blows, the leaves rustle.

"Sir, why do good people be bullied, why do some people set fire to and kill people, but in the end they are not punished?" I asked sir.

The gentleman said, "The sage once said that goodness is like water. Water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao.

Good and evil have always been symbiotic and co-destroyed, and when good disappears, evil will also disappear, which is already God's punishment. ”

I was ignorant at the time, and I didn't really appreciate the Buddha-like tolerance in Mr.'s words, and it wasn't until later that I realized that those with good hearts are indisputable and indiscriminate in the face of harm.

People are good and deceived by others, because people who are not good enough do not care, they will not repay them, and they will not treat others in their own way.

Otherwise, what's the difference between that and evil.

And murder and arson are not impunity, but he is punished, and you don't see it.