"Mom, sister hit me..."

Looking at the five-year-old dirty child with snot hanging from his nose in front of me, I find it hard to connect him with my father.

Most importantly, he called me mom!

My father favors sons over daughters. The brother born to my stepmother couldn't even pass the vocational school entrance exam, yet my father emptied the family savings to send him to a prestigious high school.

I ranked second in the county entrance exam, but he secretly changed my college preferences before the deadline.

After ruining my future, he and my stepmother arrogantly visited my mother's sickbed, driving her to her death.

What's even more despicable is that this couple brought along some thugs to insult me in front of my mother's coffin...

The next day, I poisoned them all before committing suicide.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in 1948, reborn as a grandmother who favored sons over daughters.

My eldest uncle is 15 years old, my aunt is 12, my father is 8, standing in a row in front of me.

"What's going on?"

Suppressing the urge to strangle my father again, I impatiently asked.

My aunt shrank back and whispered that while washing dishes, her older brother and younger brother broke a plate while playing, and she pushed her younger brother to prevent him from stepping on the shards.

"No, it was my fault for not holding it properly. Mom, punish me and don't let me eat~" My father threw himself into my arms, distorting the truth as usual.

"Get lost!"

My left chest was already hurting, and his bump made it almost jump in pain.

My aunt said that my father bit my grandmother, but my grandfather, unwilling to spend money, endured the injury until it developed into breast cancer, leading to her death on New Year's Eve at the age of forty.

My father fell to the ground crying loudly, my aunt went to help, but he pushed her away, saying, "Get lost, you're just a burden!"

My aunt silently stood up and moved to the side.

With old grievances resurfacing, I raised my hand and slapped him, saying, "She's your sister! Who are you calling a burden?"

My father was stunned by the slap, crying and shouting, "She is a burden, daughters are all burdens. Big brother, say something!"

"Mom, someone in Chenfeng Village is looking for a foster daughter-in-law. Let's send our little sister there."