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The Flood Dragon Lady
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"Qixiao, come over here," shouted a tall and strong man outside the door.
I looked over and saw it was Big Brother Ma from the village.
Big Brother Ma was carrying a basin of fragrant meat.
"Qixiao, give this meat to your sister to eat." Big Brother Ma handed me the meat and said.
"You, don't you dare sneak a bite!" Big Brother Ma warned me sternly.
I nodded.
I got my guarantee, Big Brother Ma waved his hand and left.
I stared at the fragrant meat in the basin and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"So delicious, I'll sneak a bite, no one will notice, right?" I thought silently.
I slowly reached out my hand, just about to grab the piece of meat, when suddenly I remembered that when I was young and foolish, I stole a piece of meat. My father almost beat me to death. Shivering all over, I quickly withdrew my hand. Just as I turned around, I saw my father and mother standing at the door, both smiling ominously at me.
My father walked over, his voice hoarse as he asked me, "Did you steal and eat the meat?"
I trembled all over and stammered, "N-no."
My father laughed and said in my ear, "That's good, go take the meat to your sister!"
My mother kept staring at me until she heard me say that I didn't steal any meat, then she went into the room.
I trembled and said, "Okay..."
My father smirked and said, "That's a good child. In the future, you will definitely benefit from this!"
When my sister was born, a curved mark suddenly appeared in the sky, resembling a Jiaolong.
The people in the village all say that my sister is a lucky girl. Whenever anyone in the village hunts for meat, they will bring it to my sister.
My parents even gave all the meat in the house to my sister, and only bread was left for me and them to eat.
I held the meat tray and knocked on the door, saying, "Sis, I've come to bring you some meat."
A sharp voice from inside the door hurriedly said, "Quick, come in."
I pushed open the door.
My sister was lying on the bed and saw the meat tray in my hand, her eyes lit up.
"Quick, bring it over."
I placed the meat next to my sister, and she immediately reached out, tore off a piece of meat, put it in her mouth, and chewed, showing a satisfied expression.
My sister seemed to notice my envious gaze, so she tilted her head and handed me a piece of meat, saying, "Qiwa'er, eat!"
I furrowed my brow and said, "Thank you, sister, but I won't eat it. If Dad finds out, he will beat me to death."
My sister sighed, "Ah, Qiwa'er, don't worry. I'll talk to our parents tomorrow and make sure you get to eat meat too!"
I immediately put on a smile and said, "Thank you, sister!"
My sister smiled, patted my head, and said, "Silly boy, I only have you as a brother, there's no need to thank me for anything."
My sister's mouth and hands were covered in oil from eating. After finishing, she handed me the meat dish and said seriously, "Qiwa'er, I will make sure you get to eat meat!"
I put the meat basin in the kitchen and was about to go back to my room to sleep when I suddenly heard voices coming from my parents' room. I quietly walked over and crouched by the window. My mother said, "Sui Niu will be 18 tomorrow, and then our good days will come!"
Sui Niu is my sister.
"The blessed woman still needs a hundred people to irrigate, so you should boil more hot water in advance tomorrow!" My mother instructed my father.
My father responded, "Okay."
"After the irrigation is done, we will offer a sacrifice to the Funiang," my mother said.
My head buzzed with confusion.
Sacrifice?
No, I have to tell my sister and make her run quickly!
I just took a step back and accidentally made a sound.
My whole body instantly stiffened.
My father immediately ran out of the room and saw me standing by the window, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"Qiwa'er, did you hear something?" my father asked me with a smile.
But to me, that smile was too sinister.
"I didn't hear anything," I said, trembling.
But my father stepped forward and took the rope from my mother, instantly tying me up and gagging me with a cloth.
"You little brat, trying to send messages? Dream on! I've waited eighteen years, how could I let you ruin it!"
My father said, "Throw me into the woodshed."
Before closing the door, he grinned and said, "I'll let you out the day after tomorrow."
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