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Snake infestation
墨書 Inktalez
My mom makes a great snake soup. The snake soup she makes is tender and delicious, and it also has the effect of invigorating yang. Many customers come eagerly and compete to have the snake soup.
However, every time a wave of customers arrives, my mom's expression becomes a bit strange when she looks at me.
My mom makes delicious snake soup, and everyone who has tried it can't forget its fresh meat and tender texture.
Even though the shop is located in the town, the location is not considered very good. However, people come in droves every day. Sometimes, it gets so exaggerated that people even fight over a bowl.
[Boss, do you still have snake soup today?]
I'm helping out at my mom's shop this weekend, and it's not very busy in the afternoon.
A couple pushed open the door, and the man in front came up and asked for snake soup right away.
The woman behind seemed a little dissatisfied, pouting her lips.
["You brought me here? Such a small place... Look at this table, who knows if it's clean or not?"]
I pretended not to hear and politely started to entertain them.
[Yes, you came too late. There's only one portion of snake soup left today.]
Upon hearing me say this, the man didn't say anything, but the woman spoke first.
"What's going on? It's not even something good, and it's limited... Oh my, why are things in your store so expensive? Why not just go and rob someone?"
The woman glanced at the price list on the wall and was shocked, covering her mouth.
Actually, I don't really understand.
To be honest, a bowl of our Snake soup at home costs several hundred, and the most famous sweet soup costs a four-digit number per bowl, which is indeed not cheap.
Even so, there is still a daily supply shortage.
["Too expensive? Then go eat somewhere else."]
Just as I was about to explain, my mom suddenly opened the kitchen door, sounding quite displeased.
Don't don't Boss, I want a serving, please, I'd like sweet soup.
After speaking, the man comforted his girlfriend while scanning the QR code with his phone.
My mom, seeing this, calmly returned to the kitchen and, as usual, closed the kitchen door tightly.
[Darling. Listen to me, this sweet soup is really amazing, you'll know tonight, just like last time with Zhou brother......]
The man pulled the woman into his arms as he spoke, his hands becoming restless, and his words becoming increasingly inaudible. However, the woman listened with a smile on her face, even blushing.
I can guess roughly even if I can't hear. That's the advantage of our sweet soup at home. It can rejuvenate a man's vigor, and even surpass the past. After ordering the food, I still sat bored at the counter playing with my phone.
I continue to carefully plan my route. Before long, my mom "bang" opened the kitchen door and asked me to take the soup to the guests. The so-called "sweet soup" is a soup made from freshly hatched small snakes, and it must be cooked thoroughly.
snake meatSoft and tender, the soup is also delicious.
Sure enough, the man took it and praised it after just one sip.
He immediately devoured it.
Looking at him like that, I was also secretly surprised. How did my mom manage to do it? Although my mom has been making snake soup since I was a child, she always cooks with the kitchen door locked, not letting me see. She even covers the windows tightly. I once secretly eavesdropped by the window.
Faintly, there is the sound of a lid being opened and closed, mixed with my mom's voice. Unfortunately, her voice is too soft and I can't hear what she's saying. This process is repeated every time.
In no time, a fragrant snake soup can be served. Once during a meal, I tried asking my mom how to make snake soup. She got really angry.
She asked me if I had peeked at her making soup.
Knowing my mom's temper, I quickly explained that I was just curious. I was afraid that she was working too hard alone and wanted to help her.
To my surprise, she just looked at me with a smile that was hard to read.
"If you truly care about me, then keep in mind the things we agreed on. Got it?"
Hearing her say this, I instantly felt ashamed and indignant, because the issue my mom has been demanding since I was young is not something else.
And she demands that I cannot have a relationship with a man.
The man hasn't finished half of his sweet soup when another guest arrives at the door.
It's an old regular, Uncle Liu.
"Hey, give me a serving of snake soup, Feng."
As soon as he walked in, he sat down carelessly and even called my mom by her nickname.
"[No, how dare you eat the soup.]"
Just then, my mom came out of the kitchen, washed her hands, and spat at him angrily.
Uncle Liu didn't seem annoyed at all, he just smiled and moved closer to my mom. The two of them whispered to each other for a long time, and my mom's emotions visibly changed. After a while, she looked up with a mixture of belief and doubt.
"Are you serious? This time we won't lose, right?"
"Don't worry, I've done my research, this stock is very stable."
Upon hearing Uncle Liu's solemn assurance, my mom gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, as if she had made a big decision.
"Okay, I'll trust you this time. If today's really sold out, I'll figure out a way to make you another bowl."
As she spoke, my mom disappeared into the kitchen and locked the door.
Uncle Liu smugly played with his phone, his nose twitching occasionally from the aroma wafting from the kitchen.
[Ah!]
A short cry suddenly came from the kitchen, not very loud. Uncle Liu, who was on his phone, seemed not to have heard it.
I stood up with a "swish" and quickly ran to the kitchen door and knocked.
The sound was like a cry of pain, and I thought my mom was bitten.
[Mom, mom? Are you okay?]
I tentatively knocked on the door, but there was no response.
I tried to turn the doorknob again, and it was indeed still locked. Just as I was about to call for help in a panic, my mom suddenly spoke up.
[It's okay, stop making a fuss and go greet the guests.]
Her tone was clearly not very good, as if she was angry. Just when Uncle Liu was getting a little impatient, the snake soup was ready.
Uncle Liu stared at the soup with eyes shining, scooped it up with a spoon without caring about the heat, blew on it haphazardly, and then put it into his mouth. He looked as if he hadn't eaten for days. While my mom chatted warmly with Uncle Liu, I made a startling discovery as she sat down.
There seems to be something stuck on the back of my mom's skirt. The bright red color makes me have a bad guess. Over the years, no matter how busy my mom is at the restaurant, she never allows me to enter the kitchen.
I have never seen a delivery truck come to our store.
She said those snakes are all raised by herself.
But the store is so small, I didn't see any snake cages at all, not even a single snake egg.
My mom seems to have not noticed at all.
Just now, that cry of pain, as I think about it carefully now, although very brief, the voice was somewhat sharp.
Most importantly, it doesn't seem to match my mom's age.
Thinking about these things, my heart kept pounding, and all the doubts that had been hidden in my heart suddenly surged out.
I finally made a bold decision.
I want to sneak in and see what secrets are in my mom's kitchen.
3
For several days, I haven't found the opportunity.
My mom locks the door when she goes in and out, and I can't get the key.
Until that day, my mom seemed preoccupied. After making the snake soup, she went upstairs. Looking at the keys hanging on the door, I suppressed my inner fear, took out the tools I had prepared for a long time, and imprinted the keys. Just as I finished, my mom came downstairs.
When I saw her, I felt a little guilty and lowered my head for a moment.
"What are you doing? Acting so sneaky," she said while pulling me over to see what was behind me.
The result was nothing, and I forced a smile. Although my mom still seemed a bit suspicious, since she didn't find anything, she took out the key and glared at me. "If you have nothing to do, go take a shower and go to your room. It's almost 8 o'clock, what are you going to do?"
As soon as I heard her words, I immediately felt a wave of goosebumps all over my body, and the feeling of nausea lingered. The scene from last time flashed in my mind again, and I instantly felt sick to my stomach. "Mom, please, I really can't handle it, that thing is too disgusting."
I didn't expect that my words not only didn't soften my mom's heart, but instead brought her reproach. She said I am not sensible at all, don't help her at all, selfish, and ungrateful, wasting all the sacrifices she made for me in the past. When she went upstairs, she slammed the door particularly loudly.
Since I was ten years old, whenever she was displeased, she would criticize me in various ways, saying that I was ungrateful and unfilial.
I had prepared myself for the kitchen to be full of snakes, but when I actually sneaked in, I found it surprisingly clean, with nothing but pots and pans for cooking. As I was about to leave after looking around, my keen eye caught something amiss.
There is a floor tile by the back door that seems to have obvious signs of being moved. I crouched down and knocked on it, and the dull sound was mixed with hollowness. Just as I suspected.
I took out my phone and looked inside, it was pitch black. When I got closer, I could hear something moving faintly. Could this be my mom's farm underneath?
I have always been stubborn.
I won't give up without figuring it out.
So I took out my phone, gritted my teeth, and crawled down the ladder.
Once it landed, I noticed there was a large pit in the center. Hanging above it was an incandescent light bulb, probably not very high wattage. It just managed to illuminate the middle.
The rustling sound was coming from inside.
I gathered my courage and peeked inside, almost scared out of my wits.
The whole pool was filled with snakes.
They are densely packed and wriggling in a bustling manner.
There are many stretching their bodies, trying to crawl out of the pool.
One with a rather long body is almost crawling out.
I looked around and luckily found the fishing net my mom had thrown down below. I quickly pulled it back up. The snake seemed to be angry.
He straightened his body, assumed an attacking posture, and made a "hissing" sound at me. I was so scared that I took a few steps back, but it felt like I kicked something under my foot, causing me to stumble and sit directly on the ground.
The ground I touched with my hands and feet all felt sticky, and there was a strong stench in the air, making me feel nauseous.
I hope my mom didn't throw dead snakes here.
The thought of me sitting in a pile of dead snakes scared me so much that I jumped up and immediately turned on the flashlight on my phone.
In this dark basement, the faint light gave me a sense of peace. But before I could even celebrate, as I looked up, an ashen face came straight towards me.
The ferocious cheeks were devoid of any color, and those dead fish eyes resembled evil spirits crawling out of hell. In an instant, my whole body stiffened, unable to move. Just as I was about to turn and run for my life, a withered, pale hand firmly grasped my wrist.
4
That scene, I still often dream about it many years later.
On a dilapidated small bed, a ragged woman is lying there.
All four limbs were bound by iron chains, and the body was covered in sticky saliva, emitting a foul odor. Her legs were twisted in a grotesque position, with only a dark red rag covering her. But this was not the most horrifying part.
Her belly is round and rolling, tumbling with her weak breath, as if there is something inside.
As she held onto me, many questions arose in my mind.
Is she pregnant?
Who is she?
Why did my mom lock her up here?
A series of questions instantly filled my entire head, but I didn't have time to think.
The woman suddenly began to shake violently all over, as if enduring immense pain. Her entire foot was curling up and almost changing shape, and her whole body was twisting in a strange and contorted manner.
[Pain, so much pain, please, let me go.]
She mumbled incoherently, and when she uttered the word "pain," it exploded in my mind like fireworks. It was her, it was her. The screams from that day were from her!
Looking at her pitiful appearance, I couldn't bear it and wanted to go forward to take a look.
But I was scared by what happened next and almost ran out of the kitchen in a panic.
That woman just twisted in such a strange way.
Her legs kept struggling, with the blue veins bulging out, like earthworms winding under the skin. Dark red blood flowed down the bed. The most terrifying thing was when several bloody white fragments were squeezed out.
A snake, not even as long as a pair of chopsticks, actually poked its head out from inside. This scene completely dumbfounded me. I bit my lip hard, forcing myself not to scream.
But my body couldn't help but stiffen, and in an instant, a chill ran down my spine, and my hair stood on end.
Then, right before my eyes, she "gave birth" to a dozen or so baby snakes.
The bodies of those baby snakes were dyed bright red, all crowded together, writhing in a pile of mucus.
The pungent smell and visual impact finally made me unable to bear it, and I spat out a mouthful of sour water. I really couldn't stand it anymore, and struggled to break free from her grip. But the woman seemed to be in a hurry.
Ignoring her weak body, she held onto me tightly and refused to let go. However, she was bound by iron chains, limiting her movement. [Xiao Wan].
My struggling movement paused, is she calling me?
I am called Zhao Wan, and my nickname is Xiao Wan.
But I don't remember when I met this person at all.
Even the thought of my mother's mistreatment of me came to mind, and I actually had a strange idea.
This woman couldn't possibly be me...
But I quickly shook my head, denying myself.
After all, she looks older than me, after all.
[Water......]
Looking at her pleadingly, I still didn't leave in the end.
I picked up the nearby water cup and held my breath as I handed it to her lips.
It was a long time before she finally stopped.
The first sentence shocked me directly.
Xiao Wan, I am your sister. She told me that she is really my sister. It was also my mom who locked her here, because of those snakes.
When she was sixteen, my mom somehow got hold of a secret recipe. She said it involved hatching snakes from a woman's uterus and making it into snake soup. It was said to be good for beauty and skincare for women, and a powerful tonic for men.
So my mom locked her up here, for four or five years.
Listening to her talk about these things, I felt like it was all a fantasy.
After all, I never knew I had a sister.
Not to mention she said she grew up with me when we were kids. But I have absolutely no recollection. Thinking about this, I suddenly understood.
This woman is deceiving me.
Her goal is to make me let her go.
I immediately felt displeased.
Even though my mom is really not good to me. She often scolds and even interferes with my private life. But after all, she gave birth to me.
So I decided to leave here immediately.
She could see that I didn't believe her.
The woman became anxious and the iron chains clinked loudly as she pulled on them.
[Xiao Wan, I won't lie to you. You're almost sixteen now, right? My body is already riddled with holes, and you're next.]
[Don't you believe me? Has that demon already put Snake grass in your room? And some foul-smelling things, right?]
My face changed immediately, and she caught it right away.
[She is already preparing, Snake grass is just to make the snake accept you better, so it won't bite you, and those disgusting things, it's also because of this.]
Hearing this, I already deeply believed in the woman in front of me who claimed to be my sister.
Thinking about all this, I clenched my fists in anger.
Half a month ago, my mom started. Every night at 8 o'clock, she would make me take a bath and then cover my whole body with something made from boiled grass before going to sleep. And all the windows in my room have been sealed.
On the table, on the bed, and even in the wardrobe, my mom stuffed in some disgusting snake skins and things with a strange smell. At first, I absolutely refused, but my mom persisted. She said that back then, she endured so much hardship to save me, and now I'm ungrateful. She did this for my own good.
In the end, I agreed.
["You say you're my sister, I can't remember you, but what you said, my mom did do."]
I walked up to her, crouched down, took a deep breath, and slowly reached out my hand.
I gathered up the courage to push aside her hair, which was already dirty and scabbed on her face.
Sure enough... I still couldn't remember her face.
But she was really beautiful, with delicate features.
Because she hasn't seen the sunlight for years, her skin has become unnaturally pale. It could also be due to recent blood loss. But for some reason, as I got closer to her, I couldn't help but look at her appearance.
I no longer feel disgusted, but instead, I feel endless heartache. My sister wouldn't let me touch her, kept urging me to leave, and repeatedly emphasized that I must remember her words. I figured my mom was probably coming back soon, so I had to leave with a heavy heart.
I told my sister with a crying voice, asking her to hold on, I will definitely save her.
6
I had just climbed onto the kitchen floor, before I could even leave, I heard the sound of my mom opening the door.
The kitchen door is open, and I have nowhere to hide.
I have no choice but to take a risk.
I quickly ran to the pot and, suppressing my disgust, fed myself large mouthfuls of the leftover Snake soup from the afternoon.
Sure enough, I was quickly kicked to the ground by my mom.
["Who let you into the kitchen? I'll kill you, do you believe me?"]
My mom was like an angry lioness, picking up the nearby spatula and hitting me hard on the back.
[Mom. I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. I saw that you forgot to lock the door, and the soup was too delicious, I couldn't resist...]
[Spit it out for me, quickly spit it out...]
My mom pulled my hair and pressed me against the sink, forcing me to vomit the soup I had just drunk.
My sister told me that the reason my mom doesn't let me drink Snake soup is that if I touch them, the snakes won't be able to hatch peacefully in my body. So even though there's plenty of Snake soup in the shop, my mom won't let me touch it. Not until I've thrown up everything in my stomach.
My mom first glanced at the back door, saw nothing unusual, and then let me go. Just as I climbed up, I saw a few red beans rolling to the side. The whole kitchen was clean and tidy, my mom couldn't have not swept the floor.
Unless that's a mark she made.
She kicked me lying on the ground and said angrily, "Next time, I'll break your leg. Also, your sixteenth birthday is in a few days. Uncle Liu will treat you to a meal. Tomorrow, I'll take you out to buy new clothes."
My sister has seen her misery, and when I heard my mom say "sixteenth birthday," I didn't feel a bit happy. I just felt terrified, like it was a countdown to death. Today's snake soup has already sold out, and my mom hung up the closed sign and left early.
At this moment, my son came back and seemed quite happy.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have suffered so much.
But the happiness didn't last long. During dinner, my mom received a phone call and suddenly got angry, shouting loudly into the phone.
The person on the phone with the surname Liu was scolded harshly by my mother, who even cursed their ancestors for 18 generations.
"Mom, let me take a look for you."
I cautiously approached my mom and said.
She gave me a cold look and told me to go away.
"Really. Mom, I know a little bit, I've researched it before."
Seeing my serious look, she had no other choice at the moment.
She simply threw the computer to me.
There's actually something my mom doesn't know. When I was ten, after I had a car accident, when I woke up, my mom told me that in order to save me, our family had lost everything. At that time, I felt both guilty and sad.
Since then, my mom knew how to control me. As long as I don't meet her expectations, she will scold me for being heartless and unfilial. I used to think that as long as I behaved better, my mom would be happy.
But who knows, my mom has become even more strict, completely disregarding my feelings. After school, I have to be home by 6:30 every day. Even during summer and winter vacations, I can't go out freely.
Even if I go out and don't come home for more than half an hour, my mom will call me one after another. Once, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I turned off my phone. I didn't expect my mom to actually call the police and "accuse" me in front of them.
She doesn't even allow me to see boys, afraid that I might do something. So I have long planned to escape from her as soon as possible, to escape from this suffocating feeling. During this time, I have been working hard to learn various skills, just to save more money.
I originally thought she just loved me too much and hesitated a lot of the time. But I never expected that all along, she was just trying to control me. It was all just to ensure that I could meet the requirements of her snake breeding plan.
I was browsing the computer while taking a look around my mom's room.
That stock has already plummeted, but judging by the trend, it will probably rebound.
I have researched many things behind my mom's back, including stocks.
I didn't expect to be able to use it now.
I told my mom my conclusion, and she was a little skeptical, frowning and thinking for a long time.
I advised her that since she had already lost, she might as well take a chance.
Throwing it out now would be too much of a loss.
[That makes sense, forget it, let it be.]
It seems like my mom is immersed in the ups and downs of the stock market, completely ignoring the fact that a teenager like me actually understands things like stocks.
But it's also good that she didn't get suspicious.
She kept bowing her head and flipping through her phone, as if she was talking to someone.
I hesitated for a long time, mustered up the courage, and secretly plugged in the USB flash drive.
Before going out, I looked at the locked drawer under my mom's computer desk.
My mind was filled with various thoughts.
The next day.
My mom made a lot of delicious food for me, and she praised it endlessly. She even poured me half a glass of red wine to celebrate. I declined, saying I'm not used to drinking, it's too strong for me.
My mother's eyes darkened, as if she was a little unhappy, but she didn't say much.
"[You're such a good girl, Mom's lucky you didn't listen to Uncle Liu, otherwise it would have been a big loss.]"
Seeing my mother's beaming face, I knew it was time.
[Okay, I'll go take care of it. Can you have someone come to the store?]
It seems like my mom has taken another pre-order and she's so happy she can't stop smiling.
[Mom, is it for business?]
[Didn't we run out of ingredients today? Are you still going to cook? Then I...]
I almost blurted out, asking how your body could possibly handle it.
Thankfully, I stopped the car in time.
My mother uses my sister's body to raise snakes. My sister's essence is limited, so the Snake soup in the store is limited. But recently, my mother has been adding extra amounts regularly, and my sister's body can't bear it anymore. [I lost too much in stocks recently, I need to make it back. What do you think?]
I quickly lowered my head and ate, thinking about how to rescue my sister. My mom just ate a little bit and only touched a few dishes. Then she served me a bowl of soup and asked me to finish it quickly and go downstairs to help her.
I went back to my room and stared at her stocks. I was drinking soup when my phone suddenly vibrated. I picked it up in a panic and glanced at my mom's room, but there was no movement.
I finally relaxed and looked at the news.
It's not a big deal if I don't look, but when I did, I almost exploded with anger.
I can't believe my mom could be so malicious...
"Have you finished drinking? Go downstairs and start working."
Just as I was quickly editing a text message on my phone, my mom's voice suddenly appeared behind me.
I was scared and quickly turned off my phone.
I took the soup bowl into the kitchen to wash it in front of her.
[Okay, okay, finished eating.]
I went downstairs, but the guests hadn't arrived yet.
I was about to put on the apron in the store, but my mom stopped me.
She looked me up and down, her eyes turned, and there was an unmistakable look of joy on her face.
She asked me to go upstairs first to take a shower and dress up nicely.
I listened to her words, clenched my fists tightly, and my nails almost sank into my flesh.
But my legs remained motionless.
I thought that going against her wishes would surely result in a scolding.
But she suddenly laughed.
7
She reached out and pulled out a chair, then sat down leisurely.
I pulled out a set of clothes from behind as if performing a magic trick and placed it on the table.
["Why aren't you drinking that glass of wine? Did your sister forbid you from drinking?"]
I forced out a fake smile uglier than crying.
"Mom, what are you talking about? Where did I get a sister from?"
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"You really don't listen, but it's fine, you'll be sixteen tomorrow anyway."
"Did your sister only tell you not to drink? What about the soup? Hehe.
My mom's words hit me like a bolt from the blue.
She knows now."
She had known for a long time that I had been to the basement and seen my sister. That day, my sister told me that it was drinking the wine my mom poured before her birthday that made her lose consciousness. So before leaving, she repeatedly urged me.
But my sister clearly underestimated her.
My mom didn't use the same old trick, but instead put the medicine in the soup.
[Mom, you can't do this, this is illegal, do you know? My sister is almost dead.]
It turns out that the delay was because my mom was waiting for the medicine to take effect. I felt like all the strength in my body had been drained, and my legs were so weak that I couldn't even stand. I held onto the edge of the table tightly, trying to force myself not to collapse.
My head is getting dizzier and my consciousness is getting fuzzier.
[I've known your little tricks for a long time. Just as shameless as your sister back then, and you still want to run?]
[I can't count on you selfish people. Making money is the most practical. As long as I can make money, taking some risks is nothing.]
[If it weren't for your sister's poor health, she could have been more productive. But her body is weak, yet her mind is still sharp. As for you, you just believe whatever others say, so foolish.]
[Why hasn't that person surnamed Liu arrived yet? So slow...]
My eyelids are getting heavier.
I never expected that I would end up suffering at the hands of my mom and following in my sister's footsteps. Before losing consciousness, I watched as my mom walked towards me step by step. When I regained consciousness, I found myself being carried by my mom to the basement.
She's wearing cool clothes, which my mom changed me into after I fainted. She's humming a song, in a great mood. Right now, she's squatting next to me, feeding water to my sister.
My sister's belly is still protruding, as if nurturing another batch of things.
[Mom... please let me go. I will listen to you in the future, and I will earn a lot of money to spend on you.]
I spoke with a hoarse voice, fear had already made me unable to shed tears.
I could only hoarsely beg my mom. But when she found out I was awake, she came over and kicked me, scolding me for being as heavy as a pig. It took her a lot of effort to carry me on her back.
I watched as my mother remained indifferent.
I no longer seek, it's all the same in the end.
I might as well let out all the resentment I've accumulated over the years.
I scolded her as cold-blooded and ruthless, a money-minded beast, and told my dad not to want her. For money, a daughter can sacrifice anything, and she will definitely go to hell when she dies. I have always been silent and rarely argue with my mom.
My mom runs the show at home.
The sudden attack hit my mom like a cannonball.
But it also touched her sensitive nerve.
My dad was originally with another woman and left us.
When I said my dad didn't want her, it was like igniting an atomic bomb.
My mom went berserk and started hitting and kicking me.
"I just love money, is there anything wrong with that? If it weren't for your dad stopping me, I would have sold even your sister. What's the use of that useless girl? Speaking of which, she suddenly changed the subject. It's not like she's completely useless, right? It's not bad to keep her as a container for storing things."
Her greedy eyes are fixed on my stomach, as if my stomach were a money jar.
[Darn it, it's a waste of effort. This guy surnamed Liu is really unreliable.]
"You've already harmed your sister like this, do you want to ruin me too? Mom."
[So what, as long as you can produce snakes, I will have endless money to spend. I'll go buy a girl to raise, just like you.]
Now I have no resistance, my mom has told all the secrets clean.
I had memories before I was ten, the car accident was real.
I just suffered a head injury and lost my previous memories, so I don't remember my sister. This includes how I drugged and harmed my sister. I have made everything clear about how I was bought from human traffickers.
The customer who was supposed to arrive still hasn't called, and my mom has finally lost patience. She took out a rope and is preparing to tie me up. [It looks like in a couple of days, we can serve 30 portions of snake soup every day.]
Upon hearing this, I clearly felt the iron chains binding my sister rattling behind her.
Is my sister still alive? Is she awake?
But my mother clearly didn't care about these things.
However, she seemed to be happy too early.
When I saw my mom squatting down, I immediately reached out and pushed her hard.
Caught off guard, my mom immediately leaned back and fell to the ground.
I immediately got up and pounced on her, pressing her firmly to the ground.
I grabbed a tool from the basement that my mom had left there and viciously struck her with it.
My mom never would have imagined that the rope she had prepared for me would end up being used to tie her up.
I didn't expect that I actually didn't drink the soup at all.
My sister told me not to drink alcohol, but didn't say not to drink soup.
But I am always cautious, so I ate that meal very carefully.
Throughout the whole meal, my eyes never left my mom's chopsticks.
I only ate the dishes she touched.
That bowl of soup, she never touched it from start to finish.
I naturally wouldn't drink, so when she went into the room, I pretended to drink and then poured it out. I know my mom is planning to use me to feed the snake, but her cruelty and greed go beyond that. That day, I secretly implanted the purchased program into her computer.
My mom video chats with different men every night. She finds using the phone inconvenient and prefers to use WeChat on the computer. Just once.
I can access all of her data and monitor her WeChat chat history. Today, she actually discussed selling me with someone surnamed Liu on her phone, exchanging my virginity for money. Even... according to their arrangement, there will be more than one person tonight.
I really can't believe that I lived with such a crazy person for over a decade.
["You little brat, what do you want to do?"]
I knocked my mother's head and tied her up tightly, then threw her to the side.
She kept on scolding.
[Where is your conscience? The grace of nurturing is greater than everything. I raised you for so many years, and this is how you repay me?]
[Don't forget, I went bankrupt to cure you. I sacrificed everything for you.]
[Shut up.]
I couldn't bear it any longer and shouted at her.
[You've been lying to me all along. The car accident was your doing, all to extort money. What a load of nonsense about losing everything.]
I saw everything clearly on her WeChat.
She was penniless at first and couldn't afford to open a store.
It's all because I was too young to support her and ended up raising a snake.
So she heartlessly used me to cause a car accident in order to get money to open a store.
[You are the real culprit!]
8
I suffered a lot from that car accident, and I almost couldn't stand up again.
Until now, there are still various iron plates supporting my body.
The adoption certificate and my medical records are all locked in that drawer.
In the family's opinion, my mother's request for a ten-year-old child is actually "hope that the doctor will do their best to save her, and absolutely do not harm her uterus."
Haha, it's really a great sacrifice, a great parental love.
Thinking about all this, the accumulated resentment does not allow me to remain silent.
I toss and turn in pain on the sickbed, unable to sleep. Why doesn't she have to go through this?
Why doesn't she suffer when I endure the pain of practicing for recovery every day?
I dragged her to the middle of that pit, where it was densely packed with snakes.
Everyone who saw it felt their scalp tingle, including my mom.
She probably knows what I want to do.
She desperately shrank back, pushing her legs against the ground trying to escape.
She stopped scolding me, instead pleading and crying.
Even said you can give me all your money.
I smiled at her and pretended to be surprised.
[Mom, what are you talking about? Don't move around, be careful, Mom!]
But my actions did not stop.
My mother was instantly overwhelmed by the snake swarm.
The smell of blood on her body made those snakes even more excited.
[Sister, are you okay?]
I took out the keys I found on my mom and unlocked the chain on my sister, then carefully helped her up.
Suddenly, footsteps clattered down the basement stairs, and a group of police officers rushed in.
I hugged my sister and huddled in the corner, watching indifferently as they pulled my mother out of the deep pit. When she was brought up, her body was covered with snakes, and even her belly was swollen. Seeing this, my sister burst into tears and trembled all over.
I gently stroke her back, comforting her.
[Sis, don't be afraid.]
We are finally free.
The police took my mom and sister to the hospital and arranged for someone to take care of them. I was taken in for questioning because that day, countless people called the police because of me.
I sent that text message along with a screenshot of my chat with my mom to my classmates and teachers. I even sent the phone number of the local police officer that I secretly saved. I said that my mom wants to sell me to someone, please save me.
Then I wrote down the name and phone number of the person surnamed Liu.
But I didn't write down the entrance to the basement.
I need time.
I don't want all the years of suffering my sister and I have endured to be in vain. The sinner should receive the punishment she deserves. When I recounted all the things my mother has done over the years, I realized that tears were streaming down my face without me even noticing.
The questioning police officer also seemed unable to recover for a long time.
Perhaps he had never seen such a crazy person before.
[So your mother accidentally fell into a snake pit?]
"Yes, I said I called the police. She got scared and wanted to run, but accidentally fell in. There were so many snakes, I was afraid and didn't dare to save her."
I struggled to squeeze out a tear and looked at the questioning police officer.
He nodded as if he believed.
My mom's body was bitten too badly.
Her stomach was full of wounds from the snakes, even her intestines were bitten through.
He died before the legal trial, and it was declared that the rescue was ineffective. My sister's injuries were too severe, but fortunately, my mother left enough money. I knelt in front of the doctor, begging them to save my sister no matter what. She has suffered too much over the years, and my mother is gone.
In the future, my sister will be my only relative.
I sat outside the operating room in the hospital, holding my sister's surgery notice in my hand.
Looking at the flashing red light, my heart felt desolate.
Perhaps it's because of the grace of heaven that my sister survived. And because those snakes were just small snakes, her body was covered with minor injuries over the years. After the cleaning of the uterus, she only needs to take good care of herself to recover.
Every day, I come up with different ways to cook delicious food for my sister, and she also cooperates with the doctor's efforts. Her health is gradually improving. The day she was discharged from the hospital, I pushed her to sunbathe, and she smiled as happily as a child.
9
When I graduated from college, my sister's health had already improved.
We discussed and decided to move to a new place to start our lives afresh.
That day, my sister made a table full of dishes. She told me that she really thought she would never make it out again. Then she took out the red wine she had bought in advance.
[Xiao Wan, today we won't return until we're drunk.]
I joked with her and dared to buy red wine to drink.
Have you forgotten about our previous experiences?
Her expression changed slightly unnaturally for a moment.
Then she reached out and poked my head.
[You, why do you keep bringing this up? Just eat your meal.]
Although she said so with her mouth, she kept telling me how painful and difficult those days were while we were eating. In the end, her eyes flickered a bit.
Suddenly a sentence popped out.
[Xiao Wan, if it were you, what would you do?]
I didn't say anything, just smiled quietly and looked at her.
Half a month later.
Everyone in the town says that a new spot for making Snake soup has opened in town.
The meat is tender and the soup is fresh, with many benefits to eating it.
Looking at the long line outside the door, I silently hung up a sign that read "Limited to fifteen servings per day."
Somehow, I've recently fallen in love with drinking red wine.
I installed a wine cabinet in the store.
The bottle that my sister bought was placed in the highest place.
I think, maybe we'll need it in the future.
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