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From the moment I can remember, my mom has always been a source of negative energy.
Not only does she love to complain, but she also has an overwhelming need for control. If I don’t listen to her, she subjects me to mental pressure.
I still recall when I was young and wanted to look pretty. I saved up my pocket money for a long time to buy a hairpin, but when my mom found out, she unleashed a torrent of insults:
"At such a young age, you should be focusing on your studies instead of trying to attract men. How shameless! You're nothing but a seductress!"
"How did I end up with such a worthless child? You’re already trying to entice men at this age! You won’t listen to me! You’re so disgraceful!"
As if the verbal abuse wasn’t enough, she even cut off my long hair with one swift motion.
In the end, I had to kneel and apologize before she would forgive me and let me eat.
At that moment, I understood that my mom didn’t love me; she just wanted to control me.
When I rushed to the hospital, my brother was asleep with an IV drip attached, while my mom was pouring a large bucket of milk into a cup.
"Mom! What are you doing?"
My mom jumped in surprise, spilling milk everywhere and waking my sleeping brother.
He looked pale and trembled as he spoke, "Mom, why did you buy milk again? Didn’t I tell you I can’t drink it?"
"That’s nonsense! I asked the doctor, and he said your diarrhea is from eating too many grapes and oranges. Those fruits shouldn’t be eaten with milk."
"You need to drink more milk since you're feeling weak. I specifically bought you high-protein milk, which is the most nutritious. Hurry up and drink it."
Seeing her about to pour the milk into my brother's mouth, I rushed forward and knocked the cup away. "Mom! I've told you countless times that Xiaoliang can't drink milk!"
But my mom immediately slapped my face. "You ungrateful brat, wasting good things!"
"Who doesn't know that milk is good for health? I think you just don't want your brother to get better. Try stopping me again!"
As soon as those words left my mouth, people in the hospital began to gather around us.
My mom picked up the carton of milk again and poured a large cup full.
But the milk was filled with clumps and had a faint sour smell.
Passersby started to chime in, "That milk has gone bad; it's all clumpy and smells sour. You can't drink that."
I shouted in desperation, "Mom, this milk has spoiled! Plus, our whole family is lactose intolerant; drinking it will make us sick!"
Yet my mom acted as if she couldn't hear me and continued to bring the milk to my brother's lips. "Drink up, drink up! The more you drink, the faster you'll get better."
Just as that cup was about to reach my brother's mouth, my dad pushed her away and swung his arm, delivering two hard slaps to her face.
"Dammit! Do you want your son to die?"
"You've tortured Xiaoliang into the hospital, and you still won't let him go. Are you really that stupid or just doing this on purpose?"
My mom's face instantly turned bright red as she covered her face and shouted, "Help! Help! My husband is going to kill me! Call the police!"
Her frantic behavior scared everyone away.
Seeing that no one was there to support her, she pulled out her phone, ready to start a live stream.
I snatched the phone from her and explained everything clearly to the camera.
My mom panicked, repeatedly shouting at the screen that she was unaware of anything and cursing me for being an unfilial daughter who couldn't stand to see my brother doing well.
My dad casually picked up a mango and handed it to my mom, saying, "Here, eat this mango for me!"
Upon seeing the mango, my mom immediately backed away, her face filled with rage as she yelled, "Zhang Chenggang, after all these years of marriage, you know I hate mangoes and yet you bring me one! What are you trying to do?"
"And yet you know that giving the child spoiled milk will cause diarrhea, but you still give it to them. What are you trying to do?"
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