My name is Zou Yaxi, and I am a twin sister to Zou Nuowei.

Because Zou Nuowei was born 15 minutes earlier than me, she became the older sister.

Unlike other twin sisters, we almost never quarreled.

After all, my sister has such a good temper and she will give in to me in everything.

The two of us have never had an argument because of a missing toy or because the toys are different in color or shape.

My mother always says that we are both sensible, but that’s not true. It’s just that my sister gives in to me, so most of the problems are solved.

I was a selfish child. At first, I liked to snatch my sister's things, but my sister never cared about it. After a long time, I found it boring and took out her things to play with her.

As I grew up, I learned a few rules and knew what the right thing for children to do. Then I realized that my sister was a born good child.

Whether it is teachers and classmates at school, neighbors next door, relatives at home, or even strangers, as long as they meet my sister once, they will have a good impression of her.

I think it's normal, after all, my sister is really a very nice person.

Of course, there are a few kids who are jealous of my sister and want to bully her, but they can’t hurt her because I will secretly punish them.

When I was nine years old, my gambling father took away all the money in the house. I thought that at most our family would become poorer and nothing else would change. However, from then on, my mother loved us less.

My mother would blame us for every penny we spent. What she said was very harsh and I didn't like to hear it, but after hearing it so many times, I could recite it by heart.

she says:

"How come you two eat so much? Do you know how much it costs to buy groceries?"

"Ah? Why is the school charging fees again? Are you two trying to buy something and trying to trick me?"

"The clothes don't fit? Anyway, you have school uniforms. You wear school uniforms outside, and you can wear whatever you want at home. What's with that expression? Do you know how expensive clothes are now?"

"Do you know how hard it is for me to raise you? Look at the kids on the Internet. They go out to collect trash to supplement their family income. Why don't you two go?"

……

Of course, my mother isn’t always so mean. When she brings her boyfriend home, she will be very gentle to us, just like before.

I know there isn’t much sincerity in this, it’s just a performance my mother puts on to get her boyfriend to see her strengths, but we sisters’ ears can be a little quieter, so I’ll play along with her.

But my sister and I really didn't have much money, so we really followed our mother's advice and went to pick up trash.

At the beginning we had no experience and only picked up things that could not be sold or were worthless. But after a few times, we learned which junk was easy to sell and slowly we were able to save some money.

We would reward ourselves once every two weeks by buying a bag of 50-cent snacks and sharing them equally.

At that time, we didn’t notice the expressions of our classmates, nor did we realize that they gradually distanced themselves from us after they smelled our increasingly smelly school uniforms.

As for why our school uniforms smelled so bad, it was inevitable that they would get dirty when we picked up garbage. In addition, my mother stipulated that we could only use a small basin of water and a few drops of detergent each time we washed clothes, and two sisters shared the same basin of water, so there was really no way we could wash the smelly school uniforms to make them smell good.

When we came to our senses, we two sisters had no friends left.

It doesn’t matter to me, after all, I know my own character flaws, but my sister is so nice, why?

I tried to use the money I saved from picking up trash to buy snacks to bribe my classmates, but there were too many students in the class, and even snacks like French fries were not enough to share.

So I did some screening and chose a few girls who used to play best with my sister.

"Zou Yaxi, what's the matter?"

They looked impatient and wanted to leave.

"My sister said she'd treat you guys to a snack."

"Really?"

They seemed somewhat happy.

But when I handed over the snacks, I only received contemptuous looks and ridicule.

"Hahaha, just a few small packets? Are you kidding me? By the way, your family is very poor, right? I seemed to see you picking up trash after school yesterday. My God, the things you touched were so smelly. You definitely can't eat this snack."

A girl threw the snacks on the ground and crushed them.

I was different from my sister. I had a bad temper, so I beat them all.

The noise we made was discovered by our class teacher.

I thought the head teacher would punish me, but she was a fair teacher. After finding out the situation, she asked those girls to apologize to me, gave them some advice to educate them, and then let them go back.

It’s just that the head teacher was worried about our family situation, so he called my mother and asked if we had any difficulties at home recently.

That day, my mother was very angry. She said I brought shame to her and even hit me with a clothes hanger.

When my sister, who had just come back from picking up trash, saw this, she immediately came forward to protect me.

"Ah! Why did I give birth to two money-losing things like you! I wish you could get married now!" Mom screamed in despair.

"Mom, my sister is not wrong!"

This was the first time the good-tempered sister contradicted her mother.

Then, my sister was severely punished by my mother. Her face was scratched and bleeding, and her tears dripped to the ground like beads from a broken string. But when my sister turned around and saw me, she still gave me a gentle smile.

At that moment, I swore fiercely that I must grow up quickly, save money, live a good life with my sister, and not need my mother anymore.

Because of this incident, our mother strictly forbade us to pick up trash. Perhaps for the sake of face, or a little guilt, she actually took us to buy two nice skirts.

Of course, I soon discovered why she did this—Mom picked the best one out of several uncles, and she needed to appear nice to us in front of that man.

When our injuries got better, she let us meet the uncle and discuss the marriage.

Then, we had Dad.

I didn't expect this man to improve our lives, but with him around, my mother did play the role of a good wife.

This man was quite wealthy, and with his money our lives seemed to have returned to normal, but I always felt like something was not right.

Where is it?

One day, I couldn't sleep and was counting sheep when I found that the door of our room was open.

I squinted my eyes pretending to be asleep, and then I found that the man was actually touching my sister and my face.

The greasy hands lingered on my face, giving me goose bumps.

After he left, I broke out in a cold sweat.

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