"What nonsense are you talking about? What's the point of love or not? Whose child is it, if you're not mine?" Jiang's mother said impatiently while adding firewood into the pot.

"Then why do you treat them differently when they are all your children?" Jiang Xue said and glanced at her younger brothers and sisters who were playing in the sand pile outside the gate.

"Why are you worried about Jiang Lu getting hot, but not worried about whether I'm hot or not?" Jiang Xue asked again.

"How old are they? How old are you? You're still comparing laziness with your brothers and sisters. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Haha, mom, have you forgotten that I have been washing clothes and cooking for myself when I was seven or eight years old. When Jiang Lu and Jiang Chao were as old as me, I went to the fields to work like adults." Why is it that she is so double-standard? Her younger brothers and sisters are still young and are children, but she is not. Why?

"Weren't your dad and I working outside at the time? There was nothing we could do."

"Yes, you have to go out to work, so I have to be left at home, which will delay you. Then why am I a left-behind child, but they are not? Am I different from them?"

"You must argue with me today about whether I am biased or not, right? If you don't want to work, just get out. Why are you talking about all this?" Jiang's mother felt that her obedient daughter had challenged her authority. She could not answer these questions and did not want to answer them.

He used his usual force to suppress the situation, pulling Jiang Xue and trying to drag her out of the kitchen.

Jiang Xue struggled with all her might to stop her from pulling.

"You obviously did that, so why won't you admit that you're biased? They're all your children, so why do you treat them differently?" Not only does he not love her, but he also uses his identity as a mother to coerce her and morally blackmail her.

"Yes, I am partial. I just love your brother and sister more. I'm annoyed just by looking at you. Go somewhere cooler and don't delay me from cooking." Jiang's mother was an adult after all, and she was stronger than Jiang Xue. She grabbed her clothes, dragged her into the yard, and threw her hard.

Jiang's mother thought about it and felt that she was still breathing, so she came over to kick her. However, Jiang Xue was no longer the little girl who was so scared when she was beaten that she dared not resist and curled up to let people beat her.

Although she was very weak and had a severe headache, she hugged the leg tightly when facing the kick. She felt a burning pain on her head. Jiang's mother was pulling her hair. Jiang Xue endured the pain and bit the leg she was hugging hard.

Jiang's mother gasped when she was bitten.

"Let me go!" Jiang's mother shouted loudly.

Jiang Chao and Jiang Lu, who were playing outside, saw their mother beating their sister and hesitated to come in for fear of being hurt. But when they saw their mother screaming in pain, they ran in immediately.

The two tried to pull Jiang Xue away, but Jiang Xue refused to let go of her mouth and hands. The tighter her mother pulled her hair, the harder she bit, until she smelled blood in her mouth.

When Jiang's father came back from work and saw this scene, he quickly threw away the sickle in his hand and separated the two people.

"Xiaoxue, what are you doing? Look, you bit your mother's leg." Jiang's father checked his daughter-in-law's leg and saw the bleeding teeth marks. He turned to Jiang Xue and asked accusingly.

"I'm your mother. You dare to bite me? I think you are trying to rebel." Jiang's mother exclaimed.

"If I don't beat you to death today, I'm not your mother." Jiang's mother said she was going to hit her with a broom. Jiang Xue would not stand there stupidly and let the broom fall on her. She walked to the sickle that Jiang's father had just thrown away, picked it up and said, "You can't kill me with a broom, use this, and crush my neck in half."

He ran to the well and picked up the kitchen knife that had just been used to peel fruits next to the sink. "You can use this one, it's sharper." After saying that, he threw the kitchen knife at the two men's feet.

"Xiaoxue, put down the sickle first."

Seeing that Jiang Xue was unmoved, Jiang's father tried to persuade his wife instead, "Mother, you are so old, why are you still arguing with a child? Don't argue with a child."

Jiang's mother didn't listen, but became even angrier, "Look at your good daughter. I'm her mother, and she dares to bite me!!"

Jiang's father tried to calm the two men down, picked up a kitchen knife from the ground and handed it to his son, signaling him to keep the knife away.

"This is outrageous! Do you want to kill me, your mother, with the sickle? How could I give birth to such an ungrateful person like you? You are still studying, but you have learned so much that you have become an ungrateful person. Did you learn to treat your elders like this in school? If I had known this, I should have strangled you to death when you were born." Jiang's mother was shocked by her usually honest and obedient daughter, but she was more angry and felt that her motherly authority had been challenged.

"Alright, alright, Liu Yan, stop talking and stop irritating the child."

"Shut up. You're the only one who knows how to pretend to be a good person. You've spoiled her." After Jiang's mother yelled at Jiang's father, she came over to grab the sickle.

"Don't come over here." Jiang Xue warned.

Seeing that her mother didn't listen, Jiang's mother tied the legs of the old hen to the wall to prevent it from sitting on the brood. Before the hen could struggle, Jiang Xue stabbed it in the stomach with a sickle.

At the same time, the rope that tied it was broken by the sickle. The chicken struggled and flapped its wings, and the ground in the yard was covered with chicken blood.

Mother Jiang only felt truly frightened at this moment. Jiang Xue had just slapped the chicken with a sickle without blinking an eye. She couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Xue would slap her with the sickle as well if she got any closer.

The blood on the ground and the dying chicken shocked her.

"I am a human being, not a cat or a dog, not a chicken or a duck that can be slaughtered at will. Even though you are my mother, you can't beat or scold me, otherwise..." He glanced at the chicken that had stopped flapping its wings and was gradually losing signs of life.

"This is outrageous, wow wow... Why did I give birth to her? This is such a treason."

"Xiaoxue, how can you talk to your mother like that? Be obedient and put down the sickle."

The sound in her ears became blurred, and she saw Jiang's mother returning to the kitchen crying. Jiang Xue's heart also relaxed because of Jiang's mother's departure.

The sickle in her hand fell to the ground, her consciousness became blurred, and her body fell to the ground with her.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Why is your body so hot? Do you have a fever?" When Jiang's father checked on his eldest daughter who had fainted, he felt that Jiang Xue's body was unusually hot and she had lost consciousness.

He picked up the child and was about to go to the health center. Jiang's mother, who was in the kitchen, heard the shouting and came out. She saw the child's father carrying Jiang Xue out of the door. She sighed, hurried back to the room, and chased after him with the money.

In fact, Jiang Xue woke up not long after. She did not return to her busy thirties, but was still fifteen. Watching her parents running around, fetching water and feeding medicine, she pretended to be weak and continued to close her eyes, then fell asleep again. When she woke up again, it was already dark outside.

Jiang Lu was already asleep on the bed next to her.

Her family now lives in a row of four bungalows that were built only a few years ago.

Jiang's father and mother had one room, she and Jiang Lu had another, the main room was in the middle, and Jiang Chao's room was at the edge.

The fever went away and her mind became much clearer. She felt a little ashamed when she thought about how she had questioned her parents during the day about whether they were partial to her or not, and how she had even killed a chicken.

Only when she is not in a clear mind will she ask the questions she has always wanted to ask since she was a child, even though she has made peace with herself after growing up and no longer cares about these things.

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