Record my life (IV) Parents have to take care of their own things

Half a year had passed since my uncle had left here, and just when I thought everything was calm again, the nightmare struck again.

I watched cartoons at home with my cousin and brother that weekend, and in the afternoon my brother was taken by my grandmother for a preventive injection, leaving me and my cousin alone in the house.

Because of my cousin's hands and feet on me before, I was a little afraid of him, so I hid in the big room and locked the door to write my homework.

After a while, the cousin suddenly picked up the landline and dialed, but did not speak, and after about half an hour, the cousin suddenly shouted.

"Sister, come out to see hey, this cartoon is good to watch, come out quickly, otherwise you won't see it later."

Although it is normal for children to be curious, curiosity can kill cats. I couldn't help but wonder what cartoon was so brilliant, and in the blink of an eye, I opened the door and ran out to see it.

But it shocked me!

Really!

It's unbelievable!

There are adult movies on tv!

I instantly remembered that at that time, the set-top box on-demand was an adult movie that could be watched on demand!

Suddenly I felt a cold breath coming from the tail vertebrae straight up to the back of my head.

Before I could react, my cousin pushed me into the small room, intending to do something wrong to me.

Fortunately, the response was quick and quick, and at the moment when he pressed down, I ran out of the small room to open the door, but the door was locked, and Grandma was afraid that we would often lock the door when we went out to play.

Suddenly, my mind went blank, and my cousin chased me out and pushed me to the door.

legs!

You're welcome!

He was rolling all over the ground in pain!

I ran back into the big room and locked it up.

In the evening, Grandpa and Grandma came back, and my cousin cried and complained to Grandma, saying that I kicked him Tintin.

Grandpa heard this, did not ask why, beat me up, and punished me to the bathroom to cover the basin of water and prevent me from eating dinner.

Extremely wronged!

Listening to them eating in the living room and laughing, my heart is really not a taste, I hope that my parents can take me away from this ghost place.

Aunt rushed to work at the factory, came back late, Grandma left her dishes, Aunt came to the bathroom to see me being punished on my knees, asked: "What are you doing here?"

Before I could say anything, my grandmother rushed to answer, "She kicked her brother Tintin to play tricks."

Hearing my grandmother say this, my grievances poured out at once, and I couldn't help but cry.

"It was my brother who wanted to do what uncle did to me when I kicked him." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The aunt seemed to be a little shocked.

I thought my aunt would help me put the basin down and take me back to dinner, but no.

She turned and left.

At night, they were going to take a shower and go to bed and call me away. I ran to the kitchen alone to find something to eat, but nothing was left for me.

Tears flowed out again without a fight.

Grandpa wrote a letter of recommendation to the aunt, asking the aunt to go to the post office to seek a position to work, and the post office arranged a position for the aunt to send a newspaper. Every day, get up early, deliver a round can come back to rest for breakfast, and then send out the newspaper.

Grandpa has reached retirement age, and every day he goes to the field with his grandmother, occasionally with his brothers in the family, and the purpose of getting together is to eat. Grandpa liked to eat dog meat the most, and for a while Grandpa went out to see the pups every day.

Bought a brown-gray earth dog and put it in the chicken room where my sister-in-law lived (the tile house where the chickens were kept earlier, there was a tile house with a fire, there was a small yard through the tile house, and then there was a small room).

Grandpa said that he was going to kill the celebratory aunt to go to work at the post office, but he kept it in the fire for a few days. My grandfather (my grandfather was the third in the family) called and said that he had found a swarm of wasps in his hometown and brought them over to eat with us. The two meals arrived at one, and Grandpa was even happier, calling the brothers in the family who could come and celebrating for three days and two nights.

Grandpa really liked to eat dog meat, and after that dog meat, he bought a puppy and came back to raise it. Full of yellow hair, Grandpa let his cousin give it a name, the cousin is very literary and artistic to say that it is full of yellow hair, like rice harvested in autumn, and it is bought in autumn, it is called autumn.

In this way, Qiu stayed in the fire room of the chicken room, and when he returned from school, he took his cousin out to the playground and vegetable floor.

Before long, Qiu had grown from the size of a thermos cup to the size of a small bench, and would no longer be pulled around the house.

The younger brother also liked the new family member, and the cousin would follow when he went out to walk the dog.

Sure enough.

That day Qiu seemed to smell something, running all the way, the cousin slipped his hand and did not catch it, so that Qiu ran away.

The younger brother hurriedly followed, afraid that Qiu Ran would be lost, but the cousin was not in a hurry at all, because he knew that the dog would find a way back.

I was afraid that my brother would wrestle, so I went with me.

Qiu ran to the vegetable field of our house and stopped, sniffing the ground in circles.

The younger brother was happy to see that Qiu had stopped, and rushed over to grab the dog leash. Just after catching the rope and not standing still, Qiu ran out with another leg, leading his brother down and wrestling. His chin slammed into the stone around the edge of the vegetable patch, a hole was made, and he bled.

I didn't care what the dog did, I just carried my brother back.

Grandma saw that I had brought my brother back, and quickly ran over to ask what had happened, and I told Grandma one hundred and fifty.

Grandma put her brother down painfully, looked left and right, fortunately just broke a little skin, nothing major.

Yell at me. "That's how you look at your brother?" Take your brother to run around with you as a sister?! ”

Yes, there is a sister like me, let the younger brother run around, let the younger brother wrestle, let the younger brother bleed and cry into tears, let the younger brother not be intact.

A wave of sadness welled up in my heart and poured out of my eyes.

At this time, the cousin returned with Autumn.

"You see, I said it would come back on its own, and you're going to chase it."

The sentence seemed to have some stinging.

Grandma said it was me who took my brother to chase the dog.

For a moment I didn't know where to complain, and I ran home without turning my head.

Just as I was crying and getting tired, my cousin came back.

"Sister, I found a beautiful DVD and watched it together."

I told him I didn't want to watch. Not in the mood to watch.

But he dragged me to the small room, whether I wanted to or not.

When the DVD player was first bought, the uncle had not returned, it had always been placed in the living room, together with the TV, and the uncle moved the DVD player to the small room after he returned.

The cousin tinkered with the DVD player, and after a while, there was a voice on the DVD.

That picture is not a picture that minors can see.

In the era of DVD player popularity, there will always be some fish that slip through the net and sneak away from us.

It was a dvd that my uncle's friend had lent to my uncle, and it was full of inconspicuous pictures.

Needless to say, most people know what this is all about.

That day, my cousin took advantage of my inability to assault me.

Afterwards, my cousin was proud to tell me that his father often bought these A-pieces to see, and he knew where his father kept these, and in front of me, he took out a condom from his mother's handbag hanging behind the room door and played.

You may say, what does such a young child know.

In fact, children understand, and the ability to imitate is very strong.

The night my brother broke his chin, his mother, who worked in the next province, called me and asked my grandmother to go over and listen to the phone after a few words of greeting with my grandmother.

The result was a scolding of splitting my head and covering my face, scolding me for not looking after my brother, and scolding me for not fulfilling the responsibility of a sister.

I thought she would care about what happened to me today, but no one paid any attention to me.

But she's a mother, why doesn't she come back to take care of it herself!

Since my sister-in-law moved to the chicken house, I haven't even had anyone to talk to.

Not long after, the cousin who had tasted the sweetness brought a few friends of the same age from the courtyard to the house, and they entered the small room and closed the door.

Needless to say, they all know that they are watching A-movies in it. Because most of the DVDs that my uncle put away were these films, only a few of them were Singing DISCs that Grandpa had bought before.

Halfway through their sight, my cousin, perhaps conscientiously discovered, or possessive, he quietly came to me and told me to go out and play with my aunt immediately.

I don't quite understand what it means, but I did it anyway.

Only after the reaction.

I came to the chicken room to find my aunt, she was not there, but the bicycle sent by the unit to deliver the newspaper was in the house, indicating that she would be in the vegetable field.

I closed the door and walked slowly to the vegetable patch behind the playground, where my brother had broken his jaw.

My aunt and grandmother poured soil into the field to weed. Without a word, I picked up the grass they had removed and moved it to the back basket outside.

Grandma turned to see me and asked if I had finished my homework.

I said I wasn't done, but my cousin took a bunch of people back to see the DVD and asked me to come out.

Grandma didn't know what was going on, but My aunt knew. Before my grandmother could speak, she asked me to help move all the weeds out of the basket to the back basket, hurry up, and go back to help me with my homework.

Grandma had nothing to say, just said let me move the grass, don't move the rest, she just turned over the soil.

When I grew up, I wondered if my grandmother knew about that gray time, but in order to take care of the face of her son and grandson, she deliberately pretended not to know, I told her about these things, she only said that because they loved me, she only told me that they did this to me, telling me not to talk nonsense.