I Sued My Brother (Original True Story III)

If it weren't for the family change when I was seventeen, I would definitely have had another bright life.

One

I was born in a rural Jiangnan family in the early 1980s. Although the three uncles had already added several grandchildren to Grandpa, I, a little girl who had come out of the house with thousands of calls, did not bring a single surprise to Grandpa. My mother was also despised by my grandfather's family because she gave birth to me, and even scolded by my uncle and aunt. It wasn't until my brother was born a year later that my mother finally lifted her head in my grandfather's extended family.

My brother was only a year younger than me, I was tall, he was short. I have white skin, he has dark skin. In the eyes of the villagers, I was a likable little wit, and my clumsy brother was a slug who fell to the ground and played with it. Despite this, the parents have always been the younger brother as a heart and liver baby. Once the dish is cooked, the younger brother can grab the dish and eat it alone with dirty hands. By the time I finished helping my mother eat, the table was a mess.

Once when my parents weren't home, I put a few potatoes and roasted them in the smoke-filled fire in front of the door. After a while, the brother said that he was hungry, and shouted that he would use the fire tongs in his hand to pinch out the potato. I stopped, saying it was not ripe, it was still early! My brother suddenly slammed the iron fire tongs in his hand, which were more than half a meter long, at me. As soon as my eyes went black, I didn't know anything.

When I woke up and touched the blood-soaked forehead, my brother was gone. When my father came back and couldn't see his brother, he grabbed his flat shoulder to beat me, and when he saw my swollen and high bloody forehead, he stopped his hand. Later, he found his brother at his uncle's house not far away. My parents coaxed my brother to eat, and I was alone and gently washed the wound with warm water. It hurt, but I didn't dare to cry.

The middle school is five miles away. Neighboring classmates all rode their bicycles to school, and my brother and I walked. Buying two bicycles is not a small burden, and the father is more afraid that his brother will fall on the bicycle. On a rainy and snowy day, the fields are muddy and difficult to walk, and I want to hold my brother's hand. Because once my brother broke somewhere, I would go back and eat my father's flat burden.

In order to take care of my younger brother, I enrolled a year later than my peers. I was in the same class as my brother. Although I was at the top of the list and tutored my brother's homework every day, he couldn't stop getting angry with me and didn't have the heart to listen to me. When my father saw that my brother's test score was low, he scolded me, saying that I was unwilling to help my brother, afraid that my brother would surpass himself. In fact, I know that even if you invite a special teacher, Mu Ne's younger brother, the grades will not change much.

Two

In 1994, in the second semester of the third year of junior high school, I began to set myself a goal, to be admitted to secondary school. The younger brother can be admitted to an ordinary high school at most, and as for the key high school, he is absolutely impossible.

Just when I was thinking about being admitted to secondary school and changing my fate, the sudden disaster smashed my dream and powder. One day after school, there were many people around the door. Grandpa, uncles, uncles, all stood in front of my house. Father was lying on a bamboo bed in front of the door, groaning. It turned out that Grandpa's roof leaked rain, and my father climbed on the roof to repair it, and accidentally rolled down from the roof. The thigh was fractured, and a white bone pierced the pants, like the fangs of a wild boar.

Grandpa pursed his lips and muttered, you can't do it, don't brace it to climb up! My sons are many, and none of them are better than you! The uncles and uncles also said one by one with righteous indignation, that is, this little thing cannot be done well, and it has caused such a big disaster.

The neighbor couldn't look over and said that no matter what, he would have to go to the hospital first! Grandpa said, where do I have money? The uncles and uncles also said that the family was in difficulty, shook their heads and walked away. The younger brother grabbed a hoe to smash Grandpa, but was stopped by the leader. The frightened mother kowtowed to the neighbor, and the two neighbors brought money before the father was taken to the hospital.

When my father was treated in the hospital, neither Grandpa nor Uncle went to the hospital to see him. Two months later my father was discharged from the hospital and lay at home for a year. My family lives at the entrance of the village, and my uncle and relatives have since taken a detour and never passed by my door again.

During the year, he first borrowed money from his neighbors, and then asked the village cadres to issue a certificate and go to the town's credit union for a loan. When the father was discharged from the hospital, the doctor explained that he should go home to supplement nutrition and eat more meat, milk, eggs and bones. But the borrowed money is only enough to buy rice. Because of the turmoil in my family, I was admitted to the county's key middle school and passed by the secondary school. The younger brother unexpectedly fell off the list, and the worst general high school in the county was not admitted. Lying in bed, my father sighed, and my mother buried herself in the field every day to grow vegetables, picking up a market a few kilometers away in the early morning to sell, sometimes bringing back a small bunch of pork. Stew a pot of soup with that little bit of meat, the meat is my brother's, the soup is my father's. I was far away from my mother.

When school was about to start, my father told me to go to the bedside. I grew up under his stern eyes, and for the first time I saw him and said to me with a pleasant face,, you know the situation in our family. Moreover, there has not been a college student in our village for decades, and your going to high school is equivalent to being white... Before my father could finish speaking, I ran to the bamboo forest behind the house and cried.

My mother went to someone in the village who worked in the town and took me to work in a plastic factory. My brother was still in the third grade of the middle school we were attending before, which was called three plus one at that time, and it was a class for repeat students.

Although I am not willing to terminate my studies, can no longer have a household registration for agricultural conversion, and can no longer have an iron rice bowl allocated by the state, I can take a hundred yuan a month to solve the problem of eating for my family, I can be praised by my neighbors, and I can make my parents, who have never paid attention to me, look at me with grateful eyes, and I feel that my efforts are worth it.

Three

My younger brother, who had been studying for a year, was finally admitted to a normal high school. And I, although I often work overtime and fall in the workshop, I finally survived and became the most popular person in the workshop. Once I was tired and collapsed on the machine, if it were not for the quick eyes of my colleagues, one of my arms would have been rolled into the machine...

My brother's three years of high school changed into a different person. He got up early and endorsed it. Although his eyes are still as sluggish as before, and his mathematical English is still as failing as before, his political history is always among the best in his class. In an essay, he said, I must go out of the exam, not like my sister, exploited by the capitalists in the factory, and no longer be a rural person who has no chance.

In the 1998 college entrance examination, my brother was expected to lose. After a year of re-study, catching up with the expansion of college enrollment, he entered an ordinary normal college with one point more than the second main line. At the end of the last century, the expenses of college students have become one of the targets of the poverty alleviation inspection of village cadres. Those who are seriously ill at home, or who are college students, are often the poorest families. Although my family barely made ends meet, my salary could no longer afford to cover the expenses of college students. With the financial support of my mother's relatives, I opened a snack bar on the street.

The façade location is not good, the area is small, only such a façade, the rent is cheap. At that time, there was no urban management in the town, and in order to expand the operating area, the two doors of the façade were open regardless of the four seasons. When it rains, prop up the canopy. Fast food is cheap and lowly profitable, and only in this way can we attract more people who are not particular about eating. Fast food and dinner, a small restaurant of a few square meters, has become the longest operating snack bar on the street.

My younger brother went to normal school and was immediately reborn and completely changed. Suit shirts and black leather shoes became his standard. On holidays, he would wander into the shop at dinner time, and like a guest, he would finish eating and leave. Sometimes some of his classmates would be invited to go to the liquor and beer together, and they would get drunk with their classmates. Sometimes when I couldn't bear to say it, my mother said that it was not good for the big man to drink some wine, and it was not good not to drink outside.

For a while, the road was built in front of the store, and the dust was heavy, and there were very few customers who came to the store. Every evening, my mother poured paper tickets and coins from her money box into her cloth bag, then walked back to her home a few kilometers away with two buckets filled with leftover meals. It was the month of paying the rent, and my mother didn't have the money to let me pay my brother's card on time. A few days later, my brother came back from school and rushed into my shop. He pointed at me angrily and scolded, do you want to starve me to death? I am studying hard outside, you have that little living expense every month, not on time, do you deserve to be a sister?

Hearing him call his sister once, I was angry for a while, saying, other college students can live more than two hundred a month living expenses, you four hundred a month is not enough, often let me pay you to buy clothes and books, you study in college than people Tsinghua Peking University waste money! Snap, a loud slap. After hitting me, he spat viciously at my face and flew away.

My mother advised me that my brother was tired from college and it was not easy. He will remember your sister well, and when he graduates later, the salary from the previous few years will be given to you, open a big hotel for you, and make a dowry for you.

In fact, without my mother's enlightenment, I was able to accept all the practices of my brother. My parents taught me since I was a child that girls should do what they want to their brothers, and that raising girls is to take care of their brothers. The deep mark on my forehead also let me know that after the girl was born, she was lucky not to be thrown into the Yangtze River, not to be sunk, not to be covered with a pillow.

Four

Finally survived until his brother graduated, no longer paying him every month. But at that time, college students were no longer included in the distribution. My younger brother, who had been interning at a middle school for a few months, returned home and borrowed alcohol every day to dispel his sorrows. When he heard his father casually say that a distant relative was the leader, he immediately cried and asked his father to give gifts to the leading relatives.

While my father limped and knocked on the door of his relatives with his family's produce, my brother was drinking happily with his classmates in my restaurant. My brother said loudly with a red face, my uncle said a word, the city's schools are at my disposal. In fact, my uncles and uncles are farmers, and they have not stepped into our house since my father broke his leg.

A few months later, my brother took the recruitment exam and was admitted to the school where he was interning. The father said that the relatives must have helped. My brother said, shit, help me still want to go to the exam? If I hadn't studied hard in college, would I have become a teacher?

The younger brother became a teacher in a public school as he wished, and also used his strengths to teach political history. He was the head teacher when he entered the school. During the New Year's Festival, my brother would carry the broiler home and say that his parents had sent it. It was also said that some parents sent cigarettes and alcohol to the principal.

But this kind of carrying things home will not be there after a year. The younger brother talked about a girl in a tailor's shop by the school. Girls are fat, have big belly, and are like people often say women who have given birth to children. Just the younger brother likes it.

After my brother went to work, I felt the burden on my shoulders ease. When a former classmate, Xiao Tang, appeared in my shop, I also chatted with him without restraint. After a few months, we settled on the relationship. When his parents knew that Xiao Tang worked in a small factory and only received a salary of three or four hundred yuan, he was a little hesitant. My brother heard about it, scolded me, my brain is broken, not looking for someone with an iron rice bowl, but also to find a rich self-employed person, rural people looking for rural people, always rural people.

This time, I didn't listen to them. I closed the small shop and went to work in the city. A year later, my parents saw that I couldn't resist the hardening of my wings, and I saw that the family was as big as the color TV and as small as toilet paper, which was bought by Xiao Tang when he came to my house, and he no longer said anything.

I and Xiao Tang's family went to the door of relatives on the ground, sent hundreds of yuan of things, invited them to dinner, and counted as relatives. The mother's banquet was held at home, and the tobacco, wine and dishes were all bought by Xiao Tang. The dowry money packaged by the relatives all went into the pocket of his brother. Through the recognition of relatives, I finally recognized the door of an uncle and uncle in a village, and before that, I did not know in which direction their door was open.

A year later, my husband and I took my daughter back to my mother's house and learned from my neighbors that my family's land had been expropriated a year ago. All the requisitioned money has been taken by his brother to buy a commercial house. Although his school was only two kilometers from his parents' house, he had bought a house in a town five kilometers away and had already lived with the fat girl, while his lame father, who was eager to wear it, and his mother, who was plagued by stomach problems, often did not see him once in a few months.

I didn't ask my parents about the land, I just called him and asked him to come home often. And he said angrily, you are filial piety, you often go home to see ah! I am busy teaching in school, you rural women have no job, do not look at the parents to see who!

I texted him and if he didn't go home to see his parents, he would give my share of the land expropriation money to his parents to buy social security. He replied with text messages, jokes, and the daughter who married out spilled water, wanted money, and got a divorce certificate. Text me again to harass me, call the police!

Watching my father dragging his lame leg to work on the construction site, and my mother covering her belly to grow vegetables in the vegetable garden, I couldn't help it, and a complaint took my brother to court. This case also became the first sister in the town to sue the brother.

Before the trial, the younger brother called several distant relatives. These relatives helped me in the most difficult time in my family, so they came to the door and I warmly welcomed my husband and I. At the dinner table, under the accusations of relatives, the younger brother burst into tears, saying that he was not human. He also said that he would buy social security for his parents when he went back. While eating, my one-year-old daughter was toddler at the table, and he didn't look at it, let alone hug it. Instead, relatives hugged each other one by one.

On the day of the trial, the judge asked me to talk to my brother in the office to see if there was a possibility of reconciliation. The younger brother, dressed in a straight suit, paced back and forth in front of the judge.

Haha, ridiculous! When did I ever take the family's money! My parents have saved all the money for the elderly, she is a daughter who is married, mixed badly in the countryside, and now wants to come to the mother's family's money, it is really slippery!

He spoke in a mournful poetry-like accent, causing the judge to wave his hand impatiently and say, "Go out first, and I'll talk to your sister."

The judge said, will your parents speak for you? Don't you file a lawsuit and don't submit evidence? Now that the trial is over, how do you want me to try it?

Angry and tight-chested, I said that this animal said a few days ago to buy social security for his parents, and now he suddenly changed his mouth, and I came today to withdraw the case.

In court, uncles and uncles who had not been in contact with each other for many years all came, and they all pointed at me and said, a married daughter told her brother, joke! There was also a lawyer hired by my brother, holding a dozen thick materials to read. I didn't have the heart to listen. Out of the courtroom, the younger brother, while scattering Chinese cigarettes to his uncles and uncles, said that he would eat at the restaurant opposite, have a good drink, and go to obscurity. His chubby girlfriend also came, flicked her hair in front of me, snorted, and bumped me on the shoulder and walked over.

Five

Later, the younger brother married the fat woman. No notification to us. He then had a daughter. When I went back to my mother's house, my father said that he should not have asked his brother to ask for the fat woman. The fat woman had only one sister, and her father was extinct, and our family was also extinct. I wondered if I had known that my brother had given birth to a daughter, would my parents have given all the land acquisition money to my brother?

My husband's life after marriage should have been as calm as water. We have no desire to get rich and live a life of peace with our encounters. But after the toss of the lawsuit, my mentality was completely broken. I have paid, no one admits. The dearest relatives, after using me, cheated and insulted. And I blame all this on my husband, he has no ability, if he is a rich and powerful person, can we be bullied like my brother? I hate my husband's parents, rural parents should make a good house for their sons, and I got married with nothing, if my husband is not self-made, we can also do some business, it will not be so messed up.

In the years after marriage, the doors and windows of the home were rarely intact. When I was angry, I threw my hand out. Rice cooker induction cooker, changed one after another, mostly only a few months, was smashed by me. The TV was only changed once, and after it was smashed, it was not bought again, and there was no sound of TV at home for many years.

My reasons for getting angry and arguing are simple. The neighbor has money, I'm angry. Relatives bought a house, I was angry. A friend bought a car and I was angry. And once the husband came home late, I also doubted whether he had a woman. Before I got married, my brother used to say in front of me that your husband was not a good person when he saw you. Little white face, definitely playing with women outside. He was going to introduce me to his colleague, a teacher whose wife had died and divorced. He said, this is your chance to fly out of the countryside. He also introduced a meat seller on the street, saying that the man's family had demolished several apartments, and he would not worry about eating and drinking with him.

In fact, not only to my husband, but also to anyone. In order to save money before marriage, I refused all my friends and classmates. After marriage, I see through human feelings, relatives can lie to you, and what friends do you need. When I smashed my husband's forehead to the point of bleeding, my husband went to work in a foreign country.

Ten days ago, my father finally couldn't help but hurt his leg for a few months and told me. I called a taxi, and with my mother, carried my father into the car. Hospital examination, necrosis of the femoral head. Preoperative examination, another sunny thunderbolt.

Leukemia begins. Without first treating leukemia, surgery cannot be performed at all.

Since his father was admitted to the hospital, my brother has only come in a hurry twice. He said he was busy with classes. I know that he teaches at the worst rural high school in the city, which is about to be removed, and he does not attend two classes a day, and there are no parents who look for teachers from schools like him to make up lessons. The tailor's sister-in-law had never been to the hospital once. I called my brother and didn't answer. I'm going to school to find my brother. The last time I went to your brother's house, your sister-in-law was beating him with a mop, chasing him all the way down the street. I asked my granddaughter to persuade her mother not to fight, and my granddaughter said, get used to it, the dog bites the dog's mouth, so I don't care about them!

I withdrew all my savings from the house, but my father struggled to get home. He said I was wrong before, and now I can't be wrong anymore, and let you ruin your family.

I said, it's not that I don't hate what you did before, it's just that I can't ignore you now, because I want my children to see that people are not animals, and people have to do human affairs.

At this time, my daughter brought a basin of hot water, wiped her father's feet with a towel, and said that grandpa was well and went to live with us. For the first time, his stubborn father shed tears.

After the medical treatment, the father no longer had a fever and fever, and his symptoms were alleviated. The doctor said that after a few more days of improvement, you can operate. My father called the neighbors who had helped my family before and asked them to testify that if the operation failed, the old house was left to me. And ask them to help me contact a lawyer to get back the alimony that my brother had paid over the years and his surgical treatment fees, and give me all of them.

The mother also said loudly from the side, it is to do this, it is to do this!

It was the New Year, and my brother did not come to the hospital. The mother said happily, well, the red envelope is saved, and the chicken, duck and fish do not need to prepare a large bag. Looking at my father on the hospital bed stretching his eyebrows, my heart suddenly opened up.

My daughter is healthy and smart, and she is often the first in the school. The suffering I have suffered so much may be that Heaven has now made up for so much blessing for my daughter. My daughter took care of my father in the hospital with me every day, which shared a lot of pressure for me. I haven't lost all of my life, I've had the most important victory of my life.

(Just uncle storytelling, personal originality, welcome everyone to pay attention, more welcome to have a story of friends to provide material)