In the winter vacation of my third year of junior high school, in order to earn a chair to eat with my cousin, my cousin lay on the ground and cried for ten minutes without stopping, my mother was mad, went to the firewood room to get a gun to pick up the grain, both pointed

In the winter vacation of my third year of junior high school, in order to earn a chair to eat with my cousin, my cousin lay on the ground and cried for ten minutes without stopping, my mother was mad, went to the firewood room to get a gun to pick up the grain, and the two pointed points were embedded with iron horns, and to come to prick me, I was scared to pull my legs and run.

I thought she would chase me for a while and stop chasing me, but my mom kept chasing me around the village twice. It is two large circles including the back mountain and the field, estimated to be ten kilometers away. I remember it was raining that day, my shoes were running off the mountain, I was running in my socks, and my feet were frozen unconscious. My mom went home after the first lap, and I thought she wasn't chasing, so I sat in the stone in front of the house and rested. Unexpectedly, she changed into a pair of rain boots and chased out with a gun. I cried and begged for forgiveness and asked my mother to let me ride a horse. My mom said let her hit me and let me go. I looked at the iron tip of the gun at both ends, and I had to be stabbed to death when I was stabbed, and I could only cry and continue to run.

After the second lap, I couldn't really run, so I ran to the river, stopped by the river and waited for my mother, if she still chased, I could only jump into the river. My mom still chased after me, and I had no choice but to jump into the river and swim to the opposite side. I was soaking wet and freezing. At that time, there were no down jackets, and I wore two or three sweaters, a thin coat, and sweaters. These were so heavy after sucking in the water that I remember I couldn't stand up, slumped on the ground, undressed and wrung the water.

I don't remember exactly what happened, I just remember swimming across the river, sitting on the big rock at the door of the house for more than an hour, and then freezing and fainting.

When I grew up, I asked my mom if I remembered it, and my mom avoided it. She remembers it and just doesn't want to mention it. My mom loved me so much that I couldn't figure out why she was so cruel to me that time. I sometimes have nightmares now, dreaming of being chased, and I am afraid and tired of running, often shouting for help to wake myself up, sweating, alas.