"I didn't know what sin was done in my previous life. I gave birth to you, a debt collector!" Mother said, dissatisfied in her tone.
The aunt next door gave birth to sons, and the father's brothers also gave birth to sons.
If you look at the people you know around you, even if you have a daughter, you still have a son!
Put it in closed rural areas, even if the government is vigorously promoting equality between men and women. But in the hearts of these elders, giving birth to a son is always different from giving birth to a daughter.
Only after giving birth to a son can a woman exhale.
"Go to the room and sit down!" Mother threw me on the floor, turned angrily and went into the kitchen.
I got up from the ground and looked at my mother in the kitchen.
Turning around and glanced at the door that was not cumbersome, I immediately walked to the door of the room, quickly opened the door and ran outside.
"Eh! Xiaoyu... Damn girl! Yao Yu... Where did you go?" Waiting for my mother to notice that I was missing, I had already run a long way.
"This damn girl! It's annoying enough to reborn as a daughter! She's still so weird... I don't know what I owed her in my previous life!" I looked at the small body that ran away, but I could still hear from my ears. The mother who walked out of the kitchen made her cursing voice.
For a long time, I thought that all of my mother didn't like me. It's just because I'm afraid that I'm different from ordinary people like everyone else. And until this moment, I don’t know...
It turned out that my mother threw me to my grandparents and ignored me. Not just because mine is different, but because-I am a daughter! It's not a son who can make her stand tall, and just say her gender can make people feel proud.
Although the mother was nagging dissatisfied early, she still hurriedly locked the door and ran out after chasing her.
Looking at the light in front of me, I was cut off by the heavy wooden door. Inside the room, it plunged into darkness again...
"Eh..." After realizing it, I realized that I had come out of that small body.
I slowly walked out of the house with my feet up, I looked at my body, passing through the wall a little bit, and then a piece of light regained in front of my eyes.
I stood in front of the room, looking at the disappearing figure from a distance.
The memory behind is like a collapsed flood, springing up...
The picture that had never appeared in the memory was as if it was being pulled out by something.
As a child, I ran to the ancestral hall in a hurry and stood at the door but only shouted: "Dad!"
Among the busy crowd, the busy man turned his head and looked over at me. I lifted my little feet and ran towards the man.
Seeing his daughter actually ran out, the man was shocked, so he had to put down the things in his hands and walked towards me.
And at the moment he raised his foot and walked out of the ancestral hall, the entire ancestral hall behind suddenly collapsed with a bang.
Father had no time to dodge, and was hit by the falling tiles, and blood flowed into a river immediately on his head.
The tall figure of his father was also submerged in it, and no one could be seen in an instant.
"what!"
"what… "
After the collapse, the world immediately fell into a dead silence.
My eyes widened, staring blankly at the collapsed house in front of me. And-the people who were buried by the collapsed houses!
Today is the Qingming Festival, people from the town gathered in this ancestral hall...
The house collapsed without warning, and was covered by it. I don't know how many people died!
After the house collapsed, the sound of wailing and howling kept rumbling... The moment the house collapsed, the ground was instantly stirred up with several feet of dust.
"Dad! Daddy!..." Reacting from the shock, I ran to the memory where my father last appeared.
The mother behind me rushed over before me. I was pushed back by her, and I fell to the ground all of a sudden.
The body didn't hear the pain that it expected when it hit the ground.
Because I was caught by a person lightly from behind, and quickly, I stepped back more than ten meters.
"Dad...Dad..." Looking at my relatives being buried in the house, I cried out and stretched out my hand, wanting to go over with my mother and rescue my father from under the house.
The blue robe blew over through the wind, sweeping across my face and my hands.
"Help... Dad!" I reached out and grabbed the blue robe, turned around, crying for help from Xuan Cang who suddenly appeared.
"Small words..." Xuan Cang gently stretched out his hand, and carefully twisted the messy hair around my ears.
His voice is very soft, but I don't want to listen at this moment. I just want to save my father and want him to be healthy!
"Let go of me! Let me go... I want Dad!" The young body resisted Xuan Cang's approach for the first time. I kept waving my hands, stubbornly trying to run away from Xuan Cang's arms.
Xuan Cang saw that I was really making noise, and a silvery white light flashed across the fingertips of the index finger and middle finger of his right hand. The sword finger lightly moved towards the back of my neck, and my body immediately trembled, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I passed out into a coma.
The tragedy around me did not stop because of the coma of my consciousness.
When I woke up, I was already lying in my room.
I raised my head and looked out the window, and found that the sky outside was pitch black, only a little white light from the edge of the sky, little by little, revealed the message that the dawn was coming.
My heart felt like being blocked by something, I subconsciously took a breath, and my heart gasped suddenly. A feeling of sadness rushed up again.
My eyes were a little sore from crying, and my throat was a bit dry and painful because of the excessive tearing.
"Dad!" I whispered. Reaching out and rubbing my uncomfortable eyes, I immediately opened the door and walked out.
The lights outside were all on, but no half-person figure was seen.
I went around the room, and finally in the slightly open master bedroom, I saw my mother who was sitting on the bed wiping tears.
Small places that are closed and backward, even if serious incidents have occurred. There is no quick and convenient 110 and 120 to come over for treatment and help, some are only the people in the town, and the town hospital that is not advanced and very shabby.
Those who are injured are their own people in the town, and there is a shortage of doctors and nurses in the hospital. Those who were related and seriously injured all occupied beds in the hospital.
And if it doesn't matter, you can only move the injured back to your own home after simply handling the injured, and be taken care of by your own relatives!
The bed next to the mother was raised with a thin blanket. It is not difficult to see that there is a person lying on the bed at this time.
"..." Watching my mother cry, my eyes, which finally dried up, became wet again.
I have never liked crying since I was a child, and I don’t like letting others see me crying!