Northern Myanmar, the hell on earth I experienced

"Isn't the cup just for people? Just use it if it has nothing to do with it."

I hate this kind of hierarchy, not only now, but also in the past.

Especially during those years of living with adoptive parents, the hierarchy was often clearly divided in rural areas.

For example, when relatives come to the house or when the whole family gets together during holidays.

There are also many rules and particularities when eating, such as letting men eat first, because men need to drink and chat.

Knowing that the men have finished their bragging after drinking, women and children can sit down and eat. If anyone comes to the table to eat before then, it is unruly.

I think this is a kind of hierarchy, which is very unpleasant, as if it is deliberately telling you that you are born inferior, but in fact it is! Everyone has the same problem. If I must say there is something, I can only say that some people grew up in a honey vat, and some people grew up in a pickle vat.

What I envy the most is Xiaohua’s family next door. Every time, no matter whether relatives are visiting or celebrating some festival, when someone comes to eat, her mother will always serve her a small portion first and give it to Xiaohua alone, so that Xiaohua can sit in the kitchen. Eating it alone, I watched eagerly every time.

"Sister Piao, that's not allowed."

I ignored Ali and poured two cups of scented tea and put one cup in front of her.

"Hurry up and drink some water!"

I said.

After a moment of hesitation, Ali stood up directly. I went to the tool cart to get a water glass.

"Sister Piao, I use my own. I have a water glass."

Ali's water cup is a container similar to some kind of canned food, just like when we were children, we used a certain brand of hot sauce or pickle bottles as water cups.

After Ali said that, she unscrewed her water glass and poured the water from the water glass I put in front of her into her water glass.

Maybe she thought her water glass was too dirty, so after filling it with water, she didn't put her water glass on the table but on the ground.

I felt a little uncomfortable watching this scene, but I couldn't say anything.

Some concepts or thoughts are difficult to change once they are solidified, and even if they need to be changed, it will not take a while.

Then Ali took out a piece of bread, opened it, and ate it with big mouthfuls. Maybe it was because she was too hungry, so she ate in a hurry. She choked after taking only a few mouthfuls. Then she quickly picked up the water glass on the ground and drank it. He took a big gulp, and then swallowed it hard, his whole face turned red from holding back.

I became nervous after watching this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her pat her back.

But she refused and said to me with a smile:

"Sister Piao, it's okay. I just ate in a hurry."

Two tears flowed from the corners of her eyes as she spoke.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"it is good!"

Even though she said this, she still ate voraciously. She ate three pieces of bread and two pieces of ham in one go, and drank 3 glasses of water. Then he burped beautifully.

"Thank you Sister Piao."

After she finished eating, she said to me.

"fine."

I replied, and we chatted for a while, of course she was talking and I was listening.

After a while, I suddenly thought about Coco and asked:

"Have you seen Brother Hao's first love?"

"No, what I told you that day was also told by the old people in the previous park."

The old people Ali mentioned are people who have been here for a long time. For example, those who have stayed in the park for more than a year are considered old people. Generally, these old people know the most about many things in the park in the past.

When I wanted to continue asking her if she knew anything else about Coco, I just heard her say:

"But the old people in the park are gone. Most of the people in my group were sent to live on the street. Of course, some were sold to local residents to live as wives. To be honest, I sometimes envy them."

"Then why didn't you go."

"First, I'm older, but even though Alang no longer cares about me, every time someone offers to buy me, he will try to stop me. Maybe he just wants me to die here!"

I didn't speak.

Afterwards, Ali glanced at the time to indicate that she had to leave and thanked me again. When she walked to the door, she suddenly asked in a panic:

"Sister Piao, you didn't tell Brother Xiang that you brought it for me!"

I shook my head.

"No."

"Oh, that's good! If others find out, I might be in trouble. Thank you, Sister Piao."

Ali said and glanced at the bag in the car, then thought for a moment and put it directly into the garbage bag. I pursed my lips. The reason why I felt a little uncomfortable was because the garbage bag was full of garbage. Although those Bread and ham have packaging bags, but it's hard to accept them mixed with garbage.

After Ali left, I breathed a long sigh of relief. I don't know why every time I see Ali, although her strength impresses me, she always gives me a feeling of despair.

In the afternoon, I originally wanted to take a walk in the utility room again, but I was worried that Brother Hao would come back and meet him, so I held back. Instead, he went to the study room on the second floor to read for a while.

After that, I went to the balcony to relax for a while, and then I heard the sound of a car engine. I turned around and saw a truck parked at the door of the villa.

I took a look and saw that the person was the aunt from whom Brother Hao bought some sexy lingerie at the Spring Festival.

When I saw her, I felt full of resistance in my heart. I hoped she wouldn't send those things over, and it would be best to take them away as soon as possible.

After she got off the car, she looked around. When she raised her head and looked towards me, I quickly hid aside, but soon the sound of the doorbell came from downstairs.

I thought about it and decided not to open the door. Instead, I secretly hid behind the curtains on the balcony to observe the actions of this person.

After the other party rang the doorbell for a while and saw no response, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Brother Hao, I delivered the goods, but there seems to be no one in the villa. I pressed the doorbell for a long time and no one came out."

"Oh, okay, I'll wait a while."

After the aunt finished speaking, she got directly into the truck and sat in the passenger seat, opened the window, and then started to smoke. She looked even rougher than our rough guy Murakami.

Judging from the meaning of her phone call just now, I guess Brother Hao will be back soon. To be honest, I really don’t want Brother Hao to get those things back, but it seems I can’t stop him now.

I just deliberately pretended to be deaf and didn't go downstairs to open the door. I didn't know if Brother Hao would blame me when he came back. Thinking of this, I could only pretend to go to bed again, but this time I was careful and didn't take off my coat. Just to prevent Brother Hao from doing that kind of thing to me again.

Even though I understand that there are some things that I can't stop at all, but this will at least give me a little more security.