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I quietly followed behind them. They stood at the door for a while, as if looking for something. I searched around but couldn't find anything. Just when I was getting anxious, my mom stepped inside. I hurriedly followed her in. To my surprise, I managed to get in smoothly. I excitedly ran around, but as I was running, I realized they couldn't see me. I ran over to my mom, wanting to reach out and hug her. My hand passed right through her.
The girl behind me said, "Stop trying; they really can't see you." I stood there in despair. My mom went into the inner room, and my aunt lowered her voice to say to her, "I just saw Little Er Ya looking quite angry; we didn't send her away, did we?" My mom looked worried too: "What should we do?" "Let's find someone else to take a look tomorrow." "How much will that cost? Last time it was quite a bit, and this time..." My aunt whispered a few words in her ear.
I quickly ran over, wanting to hear what they were saying. Just as I got close, I bumped into the girl and missed what they said. After listening, my mom nodded: "Then I'll ask around later." The girl pulled me along as we left the inner room. I asked her, "Do you know what they were talking about?" The girl nodded: "Yeah." "What were they saying?"
"Talking about you," the girl said, looking at me. "They plan to completely give up on you."
I thought for a moment. "Haven't they always been giving up on me?"
The girl shook her head. "This time is different."
She leaned in and whispered a few words in my ear.
I widened my eyes at her. "Really?"
The girl nodded. "Really."
As night deepened, my uncle and aunt returned home.
My parents helped my sister up and took her back to her room to sleep.
They packed all my backpacks, clothes, and little toys into a plastic bag and threw it into the trash can outside.
I watched them do all this, coldly smiling.
I had known all along that they never wanted me from the start.
"What exactly is this bad idea?" I asked the girl standing next to me.
Her hand was cold, but when it touched me, it felt warm.
She said, "He dug up the wooden box containing your body from his own land and buried it in someone else's land, which means he sent you away. You are no longer part of this family; you can never return home."
I looked at her in confusion. "Why send me away?"
"This way, you can leave your home, and your parents won't be able to control you anymore."
"But I can resist them even if I don't leave home."
The girl laughed. "How can you resist them if you don't leave home?"
I squatted down and started to cry. "I want to stay at home; I miss Mom and Dad; I don't want to leave home."
The girl sighed. "If you want to stay with your parents, you need to learn to hate them. Only hate can give you the strength to resist them."
I stared blankly at the girl.
What she said seemed quite reasonable.
But who should I hate?
I love my mom and dad, and I don't want to leave them. I don't know what to do. I sat in the yard all night and couldn't figure it out. Early the next morning, my aunt came again. She quietly called my mom out to the yard. I strained to listen but couldn't hear what they were saying. I couldn't help but ask the girl, "Can you hear what they're saying?" The girl nodded, "Yes." "What are they saying?" "They're talking about you," the girl said, "Your aunt is teaching your mom how to send you away." I widened my eyes at the girl, "Really?" The girl nodded, "Really."
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