There were rumors that the lonely and helpless people on the streets would be caught and made of bone faces, and their faces would be peeled off by boiling water, and then covered with brass faces, whether they were alive or dead, they were like playthings, for the pleasure and pastime of dignitaries and dignitaries.

And my brother, whom I had been looking for for five years, took off the brass face at this moment, revealing a bloody face, and looked at me with a miserable smile.

"Sister, I've finally waited for you."

My name is Jiang Chengyi, and I am the eldest daughter in the family.

Since my father's death, my mother took over the affairs of the family as the head of the house, and she has been strictly watching over me since I was a child, and she wants me to become an official like a man, and get rid of the lowly status of the family businessman.

She didn't let me get together with other boudoir sisters, I just read every day, and she would come to check me when she was young, and I would make a mistake and hit my palm ten times.

Mr. Teach told my mother that I was distracted and playing with the adjacent table during class, and I was punished by my mother to kneel in the ancestral hall for half the night, and when I dragged my numb legs to class the next day, I learned that the little girl at the next table was pressured by my mother to change the school.

When I went back, I didn't have anything to eat, so my mother sat on a high seat with a cold face and asked me if I knew I was wrong.

I knelt at her feet and nodded haphazardly with tears welling up in my eyes.

My mother helped me up with satisfaction, and she said that the daughter of the Jiang family must fight for her strength, otherwise she will end up with that slut.

When she said this, she seemed to deliberately glance at her younger brother who was standing next to her.

The younger brother was wearing a coarse linen robe, and his white and tender little face was sticky with ash, and when he saw his mother looking at him, he pinched the corners of his clothes helplessly.

The mother narrowed her eyes and beckoned to her brother: "Come here." ”

The younger brother walked slowly, his steps were a little lame, it was the day before yesterday that his mother was angry, and his mother asked his subordinates to hit him with a wooden stick.

The mother pinched her brother's face without pity, and her voice was contemptuous: "Jiaojiao has been a little more well-behaved these days, but don't learn from your mother, I have raised you for so many years in vain." ”

When the younger brother was born, the eight characters were light, and the fortune teller said that it was easy to take a girl's name to support, so his mother gave him the name Jiaojiao, a pampered boy, how much can he promote.

When the midwife came to the mother with her newborn brother in her arms, the younger brother's mother had already died in childbirth, and the mother lightly ordered her subordinates to wrap the woman's straw mat and throw it out.

At that time, the news of his father's death when he went to the South China Sea to do business had come to him, and the family affairs were all in charge of the mother, so no one stayed by the concubine when she gave birth, and finally tried her best to give birth to her younger brother, and her eyes were still open when she lost her breath.

The mother wanted to drown her younger brother, but when she saw me next to me, she pondered for a while, and suddenly smiled again: "What am I doing to kill this child, even if it is a boy, I want him to be a waste and pave the way for my daughter." ”

My mother affectionately picked up my younger brother to my side, although the expression on my face was gentle, but I felt extremely terrible, my mother touched my head and said: "Chengyi, Jiaojiao will be your younger brother in the future, okay?" ”

I reached out and poked my brother's face, soft, he was blushing when he was born, he didn't cry or make trouble, he was very well-behaved, and his small and thin arm seemed to be broken with a slight break.

The mother did not raise the younger brother like a normal boy, she did not let the younger brother go out, nor did she let the younger brother study, the younger brother did rough work in the yard during the day, and when it was late, he would light the lamp and do embroidery quietly.

The subordinates in the house laughed at the younger brother for being like a girl, and the younger brother finally realized that it was wrong for him to do this.

My younger brother pitifully told his mother that he wanted to go to school with me, but his cheeks were swollen by his mother's slap, and my brother fell to the ground with a whimper, and tears fell down the ground.

I wanted to help him in distress, but I didn't dare, my mother never let me get too close to my brother, and if she found out, I would also be punished.

The mother smiled and said, "Jiaojiao, boys can't study, isn't it good to stay in the room and learn to be popular?" ”

The younger brother's big eyes were full of tears: "But I don't want to learn embroidery, I want to ...... with my sister."

Mother's face turned cold, her tone was soft, like a quenched blade, and she slowly approached her brother: "Jiaojiao, don't you understand what I said?" Inferior people don't deserve the opportunity to read, you are the most well-behaved, let me hear these words again, do Jiaojiao know what punishment will be received? ”

The younger brother shrank back, and his mother punished him without mercy on weekdays, and the rattan whip was dipped in water and whipped on the back thirty times, and he was locked in the firewood room without medicine or water and food, and his mother would not let him out until the younger brother was dying inside.

Mother said that I made a mistake in the school, to punish me grounded, she had anger in her heart, all vented on her brother, even though he was very well-behaved these days, did not think about going to the school, and was also diligent to wash his clothes clean, mother still did not let him go, cruelly according to his injured leg, kicked a few times.

The younger brother was only eight years old, and he fell to the ground in a cold sweat, and he had learned to hold back his tears, because whenever he cried, his mother would beat him harder.

My brother is afraid of his mother, but he only relies on me, because I am the only one in this house who will not beat and scold him, and I am the closest person to my brother in this dark house.

With the acquiescence of his mother, the subordinates in the house did not take his younger brother seriously, and in terms of food and clothing, he gave his younger brother the worst, but his younger brother was very sensible, he silently ate the leftovers in the bowl and never complained.

He sometimes comforted me, saying that although my mother was strict with me, it was all for my own good, that I could study in a bright school, and that I could have a good life and future.

When the younger brother said this, his eyes were a little lonely, although he was young, but he was not unaware of his mother's partiality.

I made up my mind that I must grow up to be able to protect my younger brother without being manipulated by my mother.