C1 Dead body

When I was eight, I poisoned my father.

My father is a bad gambler.

On the day I was born, he stayed at the gambling table and lost my elder sister to an old cripple from the neighboring village.

That night, my elder sister was forcefully taken away by that old cripple.

At that time, my elder sister was only sixteen.

In our more poor and poor, where women live like ants, casino sales are common.

Even though my big sister was crying her heart out and my mother was screaming for help, she didn't have a single neighbor to meddle in other people's business.

Old Cripple is a sadist, he tortured my Big Sis to death in less than half a year.

The night my big sister was taken away, my mother hanged herself.

At home, there's only my two girls, Second Sister and I, left all of a sudden.

My Second Sister went to the gambling table to look for my father, but he was kicked by my father so unlucky that he couldn't get up for a long time.

In the village, it was more important to bury her in the ground for peace. If she couldn't call back her father, then her neighbors would help to wrap her up in a straw mat and bury her in the back mountain.

By the time my father finally returned, my mother had already been buried in peace for two or three days.

My dad called me a loser, so he grabbed my leg and threw me to the ground. He didn't forget to spit at me again.

My father's fall directly caused me to lose my breath.

Second Sister brought me to the back of the mountain and dug a hole for me beside my mother's grave.

Just as my Second Sister buried me in the pit halfway, I came back to life.

Second Sister carried me down the mountain, and only after my father left did he dare to return home.

After my father found out that I was alive, although he didn't kill me again, he didn't care about me at all.

Second Sister, who is eight years older than me, went around begging for women with milk to feed me.

Relying on my Second Sister's diligence and sweetness, I didn't starve to death.

Second Sister and I live our lives relying on each other, our lives are very bitter.

Every time my dad comes home, it's the time I'm most afraid of.

He would easily beat me and my Second Sister, who wouldn't dare to retaliate and even if I wanted to.

In order to prevent me from getting beaten up, as soon as I see my father entering the room, my Second Sister would hide me under the bed and take the hit from my father alone.

When I was shivering under the bed, I always thought, if only my father were dead.

I didn't dare get out of bed until my father was gone.

Every time I look at the bruises on Second Sister's exposed skin, I can't help but cry non-stop. Second Sister would smile and comfort me, saying that it wasn't painful at all.

I thought then that the worst of life was to face my father's.

I never thought that when I was eight years old, my father would sell my Second Sister in the fall.

My father said that he had wanted to sell my Second Sister since long ago, it's just that my Second Sister was too small and no one wanted to buy it.

Second Sister brought me and escaped from the village overnight, but in the end, we were caught by my father and brought back.

Not wanting to be sold off by my father, Second Sister used a knife to cut her own face. My father became furious and beat my Second Sister to death in front of me.

I cried in front of Second Sister's corpse. I hated my father to death.

The next day, I poisoned my father.

Looking at my father lying on the ground, twitching and foaming at the mouth, I felt fear in my heart, but at the same time, I also felt a sense of relief.

When my father was completely dead, I sat at the dining table, trembling, to eat the food that my father had not had time to eat before he was poisoned by me.

It's too tiring to live. I don't want to live anymore.

However, I didn't die.

Perhaps it was because the amount of poisonous food left on the table was too little, but after my stomach had been wrung for a while, I didn't feel anything extra.

I had lost the courage to kill myself again.

My legs went limp as I walked around my father's body. I went out to tell the villagers that my father was dead.

No one questioned me about my father's death. Very soon, a few people from the village came to help deal with the aftermath of my father's death.

In a place where men were superior to women, if a woman died, she would directly be buried. If a man died, she would be buried at home for seven days.

My father's corpse was placed in the living room. Someone told me that I needed to keep watch for my father for seven days and that I needed to be treated like a filial child.

When the night came and the fear came, I shivered under the bed, tears running down my face but I didn't dare to cry out.

I killed my father, so I'm afraid he won't forgive me even if he dies.

The next day, just as I was sitting in the courtyard in a daze, the village chief brought Aunt Tao over.

Aunt Tao was in her sixties and wore clean white clothes and black pants, with a long braid at the back of her head.

The Village Chief looked to be very respectful to the Aunt Tao, which surprised me.

Seeing the Aunt Tao walking towards me, I hurriedly got up from the ground, completely at a loss of what to do.

Aunt Tao said in a gentle voice. She wanted to borrow my father's corpse to be the corpse of the person at Aunt House to ask if I agree.

I didn't understand what the Aunt Tao was saying, but I immediately nodded my head in agreement.

Aunt Tao patted my head to sound good and then left with the village chief.

I stood at the entrance and watched as Aunt Tao's back figure disappeared. Then, I went to find someone to ask Aunt Tao who she was.

Everyone despised me, who was dressed in filial clothes, for being too unlucky and had no one to pay attention to me, so I didn't ask anymore questions. On the way home, I was filled with envy towards Aunt Tao.

At dusk, the Aunt Tao came again.

Accompanying Aunt Tao were a few villagers and a few women who were similarly wearing white clothes and black pants with long braids behind their heads.

Aunt Tao had the villagers put on ancient clothing for my father. One of the women she brought along changed into an antique blood-red wedding dress, while the rest of the women pasted red wedding letters on our hall and lit two red candles.

Aunt Tao took out a red piece of paper, wrote the word "birthdate" on it, then wrote the word "birthdate" on it. Then, she muttered an incantation and placed the red paper between the two red candles.

Following that, with the arrival of the auspicious hour, the villagers picked up my father's corpse and started to worship the heaven and earth with the lady dressed in ancient clothing.

The marriage between a dead person and a living person, no matter what, was a horrifying thing.

I stood at the door of the living room and stared timidly at my father's drooping head, afraid that my father would be brought back to life again.

After the ceremony, my father's body was stripped of his groom's clothes and placed back in the living room. The girl who had been with my father took off her bridal robe and kneeled down beside my father's corpse.

After the red paper with the words' Birthday 'was lit on fire, the word' Joy 'was torn off and the red candle was replaced with a white candle.

Aunt Tao called me over, and asked me to guard the spirit with the woman dressed in filial clothes.

Of course it was good for me to have a companion, so I knelt down beside the woman.

Aunt Tao brought the rest of the people and quickly left. At home, only my father's corpse, me and the woman remained.

The woman looked scared and began to talk to me without a word.

From my conversation with her, I knew that her name was Chen Chunxi and that she came from the neighboring village.

The Aunt Tao was the Self-bunning Lady, and the women that the Aunt Tao had brought tonight were all Self-bunning Lady.

Self-bunning Lady was a woman whose hair was tied up by itself like a married woman, indicating that she would never marry into an unmarried family.

Self-bunning Lady also called her mother or aunt. People called her by her surname and auntie.

Self-bunning Lady mostly lived in groups, and the place they lived in was called Aunt House. Aunt Tao was the manager of their Aunt House.

Self-bunning Lady were all sisters of Golden Orchid Empire, and all of them supported each other while they loved each other. No one would dare to easily bully Self-bunning Lady who was in a group.

If I want to become a Self-bunning Lady, I have to go through a combing ceremony, and I can ask the Aunt Tao to comb my hair.

After knowing that I could also become a Self-bunning Lady, I was extremely excited.

Chen Chunxi told me not to be impatient, she would bring me back to the Aunt House after my father was buried, and then ask me how my father died.

Chen Chunxi's question instantly wiped away all of my excitement. I glanced at my father's corpse and mumbled, "I don't know either."

I have already found a way to survive, I don't want anyone to know that I killed someone, otherwise Aunt Tao would not accept me as her Self-bunning Lady.

Years later, I learned that there was a type of life called half-dead, and there was a type of life that was worse than death.

After waiting for my father to be buried at home for seven days, I packed some patched clothes and prepared to return to Aunt House with Chen Chunxi.

Chen Chunxi's family came to find her at this time, wanting her to stay at home for the night before returning to Aunt House.

Chen Chunxi wanted me to come with her, but her family didn't agree. They said that other than me, my entire family had died, I was too disheartened.

Chen Chunxi couldn't refuse her family, and hesitantly followed her family members alone. Before leaving, she repeatedly reminded me not to run around, and assured me that she would come to pick me up the next day.

I urgently wanted to escape from my home, I wanted to go to the Aunt House s, but seeing Chen Chunxi's troubled appearance, I hesitated for a moment before nodding my head and agreeing.

After Chen Chunxi left, I sat at the entrance until it was dark before I returned to my room.

I don't know where my Aunt House is, but the only time I ever left the village was when my Second Sister fled with me.

I could only wait for Chen Chunxi to come back to pick me up.

When I got back to the house, I hid under the bed and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

There was a sudden movement in the living room that made my hair stand on end. I held my breath and closed my eyes tightly. When I heard the sound of a cat meowing, I heaved a sigh of relief before opening my eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw my father's face in the darkness.

My father's head was upside down and his eyes were fixed on me.

My father didn't move. He just stared at me.

When I had nowhere to retreat to, my father's head suddenly disappeared from my sight.

Time slowly passed. My father didn't appear again, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

In this kind of environment, my trembling became even more intense. My eyes were always focused on the bottom of the bed.

It was then that I realized how good my night vision was, how clearly my eyes could see anything in the darkness.

After a long time, I accidentally saw that my father had already reached the bottom of the bed. He was wearing an ancient dress and was standing on my right side.

I let out a scream and quickly crawled out from under the bed. I rushed into the yard and headed for the gate.

Just at this time, the door was pushed open from the outside. Chen Chunxi walked in with a dazed look on her face and her bare feet.

I stopped abruptly and turned to look. I saw my father, his feet dangling vertically from the ground, heading toward me.