Her tears stained her shirt and her blanket. Finally deciding not to care about the dirtiness of the blanket, she grabbed it and wiped it over her face.
Maybe it was because of her crying episode, or maybe it was because of her having not slept during the past two days, but she slowly felt her eyes blurring… and soon, she was fast asleep.
She began to dream.
She was suddenly back in her childhood days when she was around six or seven years old. Small and thin with ragged clothing, she had just finished a day’s work and had already hit the sack when she felt her blanket being pulled away.
Opening her eyes, she saw that her father was standing in front of her.
She curled herself up and asked in dialect, evidently confused, “Father, what are you doing?”
The man laughed to himself and began to undo his belt. “Little girl, come, help Dad solve a little problem of his…”
With that, his hand flew forward to grab her by the hips, and she was made to stand back-facing him…
She had no idea what he was doing and all she felt was pain. Unable to bear it any longer, she began crying loudly until her mother woke up. With the dim yellow lights in the room now switched on, her mother began pummeling the sheets and bawling her eyes out.
The man hollered, “What are you crying for? Why did I even marry you? You can’t even give birth to a child for me!”
The woman continued crying. “What do you mean, I can’t give birth? The child that I gave birth to was crushed by you! Also, she’s your daughter — how can you be so immoral?!”
The man gave a cold snort. “What daughter? She’s just a thing we bought to appease our father and show that we accomplished our mission! I’ve raised her for so many years, so what’s wrong with me asking her to help me do a thing or two?”
“Is this even what a human should do?” the woman continued shouting.
The man gave a chilling laugh in return. “Why wouldn’t it be? Just shut up already! If not, I’ll whip you to death!”
Meanwhile, the little body curled up in the sheets with her face full of tear streaks was oblivious to what was happening.
She raised her head and looked at her parents. A few moments later, she hid herself under the blanket. Her whole body was aching, but it was her waist that hurt the most. It felt as if it was about to break.
That evil man, that evil man!
It was him that made her…
At the thought of this, tears began to pool at the corners of her eyes.
If she were able to go back to the past, when he had pulled off the blanket, when he had stuck his hand under… she would have bitten him hard on the arm! She would never have let herself bear so much humiliation and injustice!
“Ahhh!!!”
Just as she was dreaming, she heard a shriek akin to the sound a pig made when it was being culled.
Vehemently opening her eyes, she saw that both of her hands were on Old Zhong’s arm and that her mouth was viciously biting it. There was a sweet, metallic taste in her mouth.
Bite you to death!
Bite you to death!!
The hate she felt in her dream had been transferred over to reality, and she was now biting harder than before without showing any signs of wanting to let go.
The shriek increased in intensity. “Let go of me, you b*tch, let go!”
With that, he tightened his hold on her shoulder. He was almost going to crush her shoulder to bits!
Mi Nuo was stunned as she finally registered the sound. Widening her bleary eyes, she saw that Da Zhong was by her side and that his hand was already under the sheets and touching her body!
Mi Nuo bolted up instantly, shocked. She stared at him in disbelief. “What are you trying to do?”
“What are both of you doing?!” A sharp voice suddenly rang out.
