C1 To Live to the Death I Want to Live

In the summer of my eighth birthday, when my mother's lung cancer was gone and my body was still in the morgue, my father found me a stepmother.

The stepmother was Feng Qingqing. She was 26 years old, had a vixen face, tall and slender legs. She had heard people say that Feng Qingqing was once a junior in the village.

She was a violent woman, she used to whip me, she wouldn't give me food, she asked me to wash her clothes, she even let me wash her underwear and socks.

My house is a simple second floor, she and my father each have a room, I sleep in the living room.

She never slept in the same room as my father, and I didn't realize the truth until later, when I was a little girl.

It was only on the third day of their marriage that my mother was cremated.

The ashes were scattered into the stream in front of the village, on the grounds that they had just gotten married and that the family was unlucky. I hated my father and hated this wicked stepmother.

I think of my mother, I can't stand these two beasts' mistreatment. Feng Qingqing had been in the door for three days, and I had been beaten up dozens of times. There was not a single place on my body that didn't hurt.

Feng Qingqing was annoyed by my tears. She said, if you cry again, I will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs.

I was scared of this slut, and I believed that she was really capable of doing it. At that time, I was only crying and couldn't make a sound.

His heart felt as though it was being soaked in vinegar. It was so sore that it hurt, and he was holding in his despair.

My dad kicked me out onto the balcony and said to Feng Qingqing while laughing, "Qing Qing, we are already married, shouldn't we do some man building exercises?"

Feng Qingqing raised her hand and slapped my father hard, then pointed at my father's nose and asked him if he wanted to die.

My father dejectedly turned around and walked out the door. As he passed by the balcony, he didn't forget to viciously kick my stomach. I was in so much pain that I spat out a mouthful of stomach acid.

After two days without a proper meal, I felt like I would die soon.

My father is the village head and branch, and everyone in the village is afraid of him. Therefore, no one dares to interfere in my family's matters.

Feng Qingqing ignored me as well. She went back to her room and disguised herself as a fox spirit, wearing a small set of clothes, and sprayed out a very fragrant scent.

When she married into my house, she drove a car from town and wouldn't let anyone touch it, not even my dad.

There was no one at home, so I clenched my teeth and got up. I went into the kitchen to find something to eat.

In the end, I couldn't find anything. In the end, I found half a moldy steamed bun from the dustbin and wolfed down the steamed bun like a madman. I even ate the rotten leaves from the dustbin.

That night, my father drank too much and threw up all over the place when he got home. He saw me curled up on the sofa sleeping, so he picked me up and threw me onto the puddle of dirt he vomited.

He called me a bastard, scolded my mother for stealing from him, and deserved to die from cancer. Later on, he also scolded Feng Qingqing for being a slut, imitating her after becoming a whore and becoming someone else's mistress.

He knew that Feng Qingqing was not at home, so he dared to scold me like that. Maybe it was because he was not satisfied with the scolding, so he took out the whip Feng Qingqing used to hit me and whipped me for the whole hour.

He was tired, so he went back to his room to sleep.

My entire body was covered in bloody marks. I was in so much pain that I couldn't fall asleep. I slowly crawled out of the house and curled up on the balcony, crying.

I hate this family, I hate why God tortures me like this, I hate everything in this world.

With deep hatred, I hugged the iron railing of the balcony to sleep shallow, a bunch of mosquitoes sucked my blood I did not feel pain.

Afterwards, Feng Qingqing's car lights caused me to wake up, so she only drove back in the middle of the night.

As soon as she got home, she flew into a rage and kicked me with her pointy high heels to drag me to the ground before she woke up tomorrow.

I cleaned the living room by smelling death.

I don't even know how I fell asleep afterwards, but I remember that I woke up in the arms of a pretty girl.

She cried as she hugged me, calling my father a beast and Feng Qingqing that bitch with a venomous heart.

She's my mother's sister. She went to the National Defense Technology University.

Later, I learned that my aunt had just learned of my mother's death. She came to my house early the next morning to see me curled up in the corner of the living room and hit my father on the spot.

Although my aunt Wen Wen is weak, she is, after all, a defense student. Her three fathers are all no match for her, so that bitch Feng Qingqing might only be able to survive after she locked the door at night.

My aunt angrily took me to the village health station. She asked the doctor to treat my wounds and give me fluids. She even changed my clothes, bought some milk and a lot of delicious food.

I was moved to embrace my aunt cry, her soft body and gentle care, completely melted my heart.

I rested my head on Aunt's soft body and told her about what had happened.

She was so distressed that she cried and said that I couldn't stay in this house anymore. She wanted to take me to the city where she was studying. She wanted to raise me.

I thought that with my aunt, I would never need to suffer like this again, and would forever be free from my father and Feng Qingqing's clutches.

Who would have thought that that bitch Feng Qingqing led a group of policemen to arrest my aunt, saying that she committed the crime of intentionally hurting people. My aunt fought with her life on the line with them, injured three policemen, and was kicked by that bitch Feng Qingqing to the ground.

I cried and begged them not to hit my aunt, but I held on to her hand so tightly that she was like the last lifeline in my life.

She was taken away by the police, and when we parted, she said to me,

You are not Zhang Gaoming's son, your father Zhang Qingyun is a revolutionary martyr, your mother was forced to marry Zhang Gaoming.

The last shred of hope in my life was gone. I was brought home by this fox, Feng Qingqing, and served by a pair of high-heeled shoes.

Her legs were very thin, but they were very powerful. It hurt to kick her, so the more she kicked me, the more I hated her and wanted to bite her to death …

From then on, hatred is like there is no endless power. No matter how much they mistreat me, I just can't die. On the contrary, my body grew stronger and stronger.

They wouldn't give me food, so I went to the river where my mother's ashes were scattered to catch fish, clams, and turtles. I ate everything I could, and when I was thirsty I drank water from the river.

I call this river the Mother River, it not only has my mother's ashes, but also raised me.

Zhang Gaoming and that slut Feng Qingqing wanted me to be illiterate and be their slave for my entire life.

But I'm not a fool. The more they want me to be illiterate, the more I can't let them succeed.

There was an old bachelor in the village who was told that he had attended high school. However, his legs and legs were not good, and he had to eat his meals without stopping.

I don't mind his filth, I catch big fish for him to eat every day.

He was moved by my sincerity, said a fish can change a word, I was very excited, as soon as time to catch fish in the river.

After graduating from primary school with my age, I was able to memorize a Xinhua dictionary backwards. Moreover, I could read small characters, and my calligraphy was especially good. I could make an abacus with my eyes closed, and the old man said that I was very smart, even if I was in high school, I would be able to follow him.

The only drawback was that I didn't know anything about English, but my peers started learning it in the third grade.

The old man wasn't in good health. After teaching me for 5 years, he died. He had no children and no girls. When he died, I sent him away.

Before he died, he gave me a book, saying that this was left behind by his grandfather's grandfather. Don't ever read it, it will bring about bad luck.

The day after I buried him, I read the book.

That book disappointed me immensely. I didn't want to talk about the old ones, and there wasn't even a single word inside. What was I supposed to learn?

But that was the only direction the old man left me, and I hid it.

Even though the old man would beat me because I forgot to write and couldn't write properly, I still treated him as my benefactor. Whatever he left me, I would keep for the rest of my life.

When my peers were in middle school, I still could not escape Feng Qingqing and Zhang Gaoming's clutches. I was 15 years old this year.

They still beat me and made me work and had to cook for them and wash their clothes.

In the afternoon, after swimming in the Mother River, I went home after exercising my body.

I just came in and saw a girl about my age.

She had a tall ponytail, and looked a little like Feng Qingqing. She wasn't taller than me, and was taller than me.

Long eyelashes, fair skin, especially good-looking.