Chapter 98 My Sister's Memory

(The first person in this chapter represents the younger sister.)

I smashed a bowl and my mother grabbed my ears like she was grabbing a torn sack.

She pointed at my nose and yelled in a voice that the whole village could hear: "You little bitch, you should go out and sell yourself when you grow up. This way you can make some money for me and my mother. Keeping you is simply a loss!"

I didn't cry and kept smiling.

My brother told me that as long as I keep smiling, all the pain will disappear.

My mother continued to beat me until my nose bled. She said she hated the way I smiled the most because I looked like a little vixen.

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Dad is back and he wants to roast mutton for us again.

I don't like the smell of mutton, but my father always cooks mutton for us. My parents eat it happily, but I always chew it twice and spit it into my sleeve.

This time, my dad caught me spitting out mutton.

He took the cane and whipped my butt hard until the cane broke.

He said I was a bad kid who didn't know how to cherish food and was good for nothing except lying. Just like my mother said, raising me was a loss of money.

I saw my brother standing in the corner, looking at me with a distressed look on his face. He wanted to come up to help me, but he couldn't, he was too thin and weak, and he couldn't beat my father at all.

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I envy other children because they can go to the zoo and the amusement park with their parents.

The time I look forward to most every month is going to my grandma's house to play.

My grandmother was very kind to me and she even took me to the circus.

In the circus, I met an uncle named Dark Moon, who was as tall as me.

I won the first prize in a lottery, and my uncle told me that he could make a wish come true for me. I said that I hoped that my brother would be with me forever.

Uncle Dark Moon said that he couldn't do it, he couldn't make something that didn't exist come into existence.

I can't understand what he is saying.

Uncle Dark Moon gave me a potted plant. He said that the Dark Moon Circus was a trustworthy organization, and although they couldn’t fulfill my wish, they wouldn’t let me go home empty-handed.

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I returned home.

I found that my parents were scolding my grandmother. They were blaming her for losing me.

I went to my parents, showed them the potted plant in my hand, and told them that I had been to the circus.

Dad: “Are you dreaming again?”

Mom: "What potted plant? What circus? You just lie!"

Dad: "If you keep running around, I'll beat you to death!"

Mom and Dad got angry. One of them picked up a cane and the other picked up a bench and started punching and kicking me.

Grandma used her body to block mom and dad, but unfortunately her head was hit by dad accidentally.

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Later, my grandmother was admitted to the hospital. My parents didn’t let me go to the hospital to see her, so I could only go there secretly with my brother.

I told my grandmother about my time in the circus.

Grandma was very happy when she saw my brother and me. Maybe because she was old, she could not find my brother and I had to hold his hand before she could find him.

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After school that day, I saw a big sister running out, followed by a group of adults.

Some people ride motorcycles, some drive cars, and some run.

They surrounded the elder sister and whipped her with a whip. The elder sister cried very sadly, but she still walked out desperately.

The uncle next door grabbed the older sister's hair and yelled at her: "You bitch, I didn't ask you to come to my house to eat and drink for free. You can't leave until you give me a son."

The elder sister just cried and only cried.

The more she cried, the harder the adults beat her.

Until finally, the elder sister lay on the ground, completely motionless.

The adults dragged my older sister to the grove behind the middle school. I saw them dig a hole under a poplar tree and buried my older sister in it.

It turned out that the elder sister was beaten to death by them.

I hugged my brother and cried for a long time.

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I am sick .

My head hurts, like someone is drilling into my brain with an electric drill.

My parents didn't want me to be hospitalized and said they wanted to take me to see two doctors for treatment.

The doctors were a man and a woman.

The male looks like a mouse and the female looks like a cat.

They took me away and said I might never come back.

I asked why?

They said that if they wanted to get better, they had to do this.

I suddenly felt very happy and reluctant to leave.

I am happy because I don’t have to live , and I am sad because I will never see my grandmother again.

I said, can I bring my brother?

They said I didn’t have a brother.

I was very confused. My brother was clearly right next to me, so how could they not see him?

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The two doctors brought me to live in the city and asked me to call them mom and dad.

I refuse.

They didn't say anything, but still gave me food and let me live in their house. But they always gave me some weird "training", which made my health worse and worse.

My head is hurting more and more.

I talked to the potted plant and said I wanted to drink almond water.

When I turned around, I found that there was indeed a bottle of almond water on my bedside.

I discovered that this potted plant actually has the power to make wishes come true.

The bonsai said, there is a price to pay for stopping my head from hurting, and if you don’t feel pain, your mother will feel pain.

I hesitated.

My brother came out to stop me, saying it was all a trick of the devil.

I nodded.

I carried my brother on my back and made a wish to the potted plant.

My head doesn’t hurt anymore.

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On this day, my new mother found me.

She told me that my old mother had a terminal illness and would die soon.

I do not understand why.

She said: "You are a special person, the most powerful person in the world, and you can create a world of your own."

I still don't understand.

She said, "Don't you want your brother to be with you forever? Well, let's make a deal. You let your father and I have superhuman powers, and I will let you be with your brother forever."

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I am asleep?

I fell asleep again!

I can't wake up...

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Is this a dream?

Yes, this is a dream, the most real dream.

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It’s been almost a year since our family of three moved into our new house.

We lived in an upscale neighborhood.

Although it’s not as fun here as in the countryside, I finally moved into an apartment building.

My parents still like to cook mutton for me, but now they won't beat or scold me even if I don't eat mutton. They have become much gentler.