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When I was in third grade, at night, I sat alone on the edge of the bed, staring at the door. Outside were my parents, their voices changing from one person's incessant chatter to a heated argument between two people. I stood up and walked towards the door, pausing for a long time until the voices disappeared. I lay back down on the bed, and then there was a loud noise. I sat up and looked at the light coming through the crack in the door. A basin had fallen to the ground and shattered. Then came the sound of my mother's footsteps as she opened the door and said, "Is there anyone here?" The air became still. After a while, my mother came back, accompanied by a police officer.
"If it weren't for you still being here, I might have been beaten." Then came the gentle persuasion of the police officer. 22 couldn't resist the drowsiness and closed his eyes. The next morning, the harsh sounds were gone, replaced by a deathly silence. This kind of thing happened repeatedly until high school, when it decreased. In high school, 22 only spent six days at home in a month.
22 was raised by his grandmother. His mother's excuse was that she needed to earn money, so it was always his grandmother who picked him up. This made him think of his father, who never once picked him up. However, his father did pick up his younger brother a few times after he started elementary school.
In 2012, Younger Brother was born. A few days ago, the neighbor said to 22, "When your Younger Brother is born, your grandmother won't like you anymore." 22 ran to his grandmother and asked, "If my Younger Brother is born, will you not like me anymore?" 22 knew that Younger Brother is a boy.
"Can't do it."
At night, aunt sat on the sofa, 22 put her hand on her belly, it was Younger Brother's foot, kicking 22's hand.
That day, 22 was playing with Younger Brother on the bed, accidentally kicked over the milk bottle, it fell and broke on the ground, grandma saw it from behind,
"Why are your legs so restless?"
Grandma has never said such words. Looking at the disgusted expression on her face, this is not the 22-year-old grandma, but Younger Brother's grandma. On the dining table, there is leftover roast duck from yesterday, a few pieces of duck meat, and a few pieces of duck skin. 22 doesn't dare to touch the meat, only picking up the duck skin and wrapping it in a pancake. Grandma says, "Look, sister is being good, giving you the meat to eat."
The duck skin bursts with juice in the mouth, very oily. 22 looks at grandma and thinks, "Is this fulfilling your wish? I should be more accommodating to my younger brother." After that, whether by fate or by design, the food portions are always odd, and 22 always gets the smaller portion. However, good things still happen, 22 loses weight.
Children, they always fall down, don't they? That day, Younger Brother was running and suddenly fell down, hurting his knees and arms. 22 picked up the crying Younger Brother, dusted him off, and then their grandmother ran over. "How do you look after Younger Brother?" She snatched him from 22's arms, leaving her distressed in the wind.
In the afternoon, Grandpa came back riding his bike. From a distance, Younger Brother was being held by Grandma, smiling as he looked at Grandpa. Because Younger Brother knew that every time Grandpa came back, he would call Younger Brother's name. Just as Younger Brother was about to respond, the words he was about to say were swallowed back. He called out for Younger Brother. Younger Brother turned to look, but he couldn't speak yet.
But at Grandma's house, Younger Brother is happy. Grandma doesn't have a preference for boys, and every time Younger Brother goes back, Grandma's face is always full of smiles. When he comes back, he always brings back food prepared by Grandma. Even after the arrival of a grandson and nephew, Younger Brother's status has never changed. Instead, he heard, "She is your sister, don't fight with your sister."
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