My brother forcibly sawed off my sister's legs.
It was all because my frail sister couldn't bear my brother's three to four hundred pounds of weight.
He lifted and dropped what was left of my sister's upper body, as if playing with a rag doll.
"Look, this is the right way, fits perfectly."
The people in the village all say I am a sinful woman.
As long as they abuse me, the family can welcome good fortune.
What they don't know is that there is a one-word difference in the folk legend.
I am not a sinful woman, but a woman burdened with sins.
The so-called good fortune is nothing more than a fleeting moment bought with borrowed blessings.
Principal and interest, must be repaid.
We value boys over girls in our entire village.
But my family is different.
My parents favored my sister alone for over ten years.
Later, they deemed my sister dirty upon discovering a love letter addressed to her.
They tied my sister to the bed and allowed men from the village to enter her room.
Unable to bear the humiliation, my sister wore a red dress and hanged herself, which made my parents regret their actions.
The TV is reporting on the case of the city's top science college entrance examination champion who has gone missing.
I turned back to look at the slender and fair-skinned boy on the bed in the bedroom.
I casually picked up a small knife from the table and walked towards him.
He was only wearing a white shirt all over, and the exposed skin was covered with bruises.
Seeing me approaching, he struggled to sit up, his voice hoarse, pleading.
"Please don't use the knife today, okay?"
I curved a gentle smile at the corner of my mouth, "No."
Accompanied by a painful low groan, the cold back of the knife passed over his delicate cheek.
After getting married, I was physically abused by my husband and ended up in the hospital.
My best friend advised me to divorce him as soon as possible, but I refused.
"I must not let this rotten person continue to harm other women in society."
After being discharged from the hospital,
I turned around and enrolled myself in a Muay Thai class.
The biological younger sister is the Mary Sue protagonist of a novel. In the previous life, despite the opposition from our family, she insisted on saving the male lead who was severely injured.
In order to fulfill their deeply abusive love, my parents and I became part of their play, being mercilessly killed by the male lead.
In this new life, I chose to wholeheartedly support my sister, personally placing her on the male lead's bed, allowing him to experience the warmth of "home."
My twin sister has always hated me.
When we were in kindergarten, she would push me into the swimming pool when the teacher wasn't paying attention, watching me struggle in the water without any concern.
When I had a high fever, she would open the window in the middle of the night just to worsen my condition.
Later on, when we were about to be abducted, she pushed me towards the human traffickers and escaped on her own. When our parents arrived, she deliberately gave them wrong directions, leading to me being kidnapped and enduring years of abuse in the remote mountains.
In this new life, I looked at the human traffickers lurking not far away and smiled slowly.
My dear sister, it's your turn in this lifetime.
My abusive husband has finally disappeared, and in my joy, I stewed a pot of spare ribs for myself.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, and it was my wicked mother-in-law.
She brought two police officers with her, claiming that her son had been missing for a week and couldn't be reached, and she was certain that I had harmed him.
At that moment, the meat in the pressure cooker was ready, and I gently asked my mother-in-law, "Mom, would you like some meat? It's delicious."
I killed the abusive man and mother-in-law.
He took pleasure in tormenting me, threatening that if I dared not obey, he would beat me into a disability like his ex-wife.
They didn't know that back in my hometown, I killed all the pigs in the village.
Not until my daughter fell into depression and attempted suicide did I find out.
She had been enduring bullying all along.
Those two despicable creatures took pleasure in verbally abusing and physically assaulting her almost every day.
Even when things escalated later on.
All they did was casually write an apology letter, grinning and saying, "We won't hit her anymore, no big deal."
They don't know.
I don't want any apologies.
What I want is for those two despicable creatures to have a miserable life!
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