Chapter 923

I was born in winter. According to the nanny, the day I was born was the coldest day of the year. The sky was covered with snow, and the whole residence was covered with snow.

When my aunt gave birth to me, she almost had dystocia.

Fortunately, the mother has been prepared with oxytocin, hastily to Aunt service.

When my aunt was pregnant with me, people in the house said that this baby must be a son, because Huaixiang and chishi were pregnant with sons.

My aunt always said with a smile, "where is a son? I dreamed it was a daughter

"Dreaming is the opposite."

My aunt loved to hear that.

She always chooses to say the above words when her father is here, and then waits for others to say the following sentence.

She asked the doctor to feel her pulse in private, and the doctor told her that this baby must be a son.

When it came time to give birth, it happened that my father was not in the house, and my aunt had difficulty giving birth, so she was worried about her mother.

Wenpo called three, and the doctor called three, all around his aunt.

Mother's kindness to her aunt was mainly due to the small number of people in our room at that time.

There are already several in the big room and the third room.

If there is any danger of my aunt's dystocia, my grandparents are afraid that they will have to cram people into his house.

My aunt told me this. She refused to admit that her mother was kind to her.

Because she felt that women were not selfish.

I don't know how to treat my aunt outside. There are always some inaccuracies. However, the aunt I know is a very contradictory person.

Sometimes cowardly, sometimes competitive, sometimes complaining, sometimes hysterical, but, more often, vicious.

At least, this kind of character was formed after I was born.

The nurse told me that my aunt passed out after giving birth to me. Later, when Wen told her that it was her daughter, she almost collapsed and couldn't accept it. She cried after giving birth.

My mother appeased me for a long time, but she didn't want to look at me. She said that her mother had changed her son. Everyone said that she was pregnant with a son, but how did she give birth to a daughter? She didn't believe it.

Later, when her father came back and slapped her, she woke up and regretted crying and apologizing to her mother.

My mother is also a kind-hearted person. After a few days of sulking, she turned the matter over.

Since I was a child, I have never seen my aunt smile, at least not to me.

In addition to being a daughter, it was also because I had difficulty giving birth, and I couldn't have children any more.

I admit that my mother didn't treat me badly, but before I was 13 years old, I hated my mother, because my aunt always told me that my mother wanted to get rid of our mother and daughter.

My aunt has been tossing, and finally annoyed my father. Our mother and daughter moved to the side garden, a long distance from the main house.

After a period of despondency, my aunt learned that a Miao master had come to the capital, so she spent her savings and invited the Miao master to teach me witchcraft.

It was the darkest time of my life.

I'm forced to deal with poisons every day. Poisonous scorpions, poisonous snakes and poisonous centipedes. I'll catch them with my bare hands. After being bitten, my master will help me detoxify them. My face was blue for a long time.

I remember the first time I caught a poisonous snake, I was very afraid. I cried and begged my aunt not to let me learn. I could learn embroidery and poetry. Even if I married someone else to be a concubine, I would not be a strange person full of poison. My aunt beat me to death. For many years later, I can dream of this scene. My aunt took a bench and hit me on the back. Then she dragged my hair to the side of the water tank and pressed my head down. Water poured in from my nose, ears and mouth, and I couldn't breathe

, struggling hard.

After all, my aunt didn't kill me. She pulled me out of the water tank and threw me on the ground. Then she slapped me twice and said, "you are so studious. After you learn well, kill that bitch."

Those two slaps, she almost exhausted the whole body strength, my left ear still can't hear very well now.

I trembled and raised my head to see her ferocious face, I was afraid, I think, aunt than snakes are afraid.

That year, I was eight years old.

I began to learn witchcraft from Shifu. Shifu was a very vicious person. If I didn't take it seriously, she would slap me in the face like my mother.

Who would have thought of that? I'm only eight years old. Every day I get slapped, starved and kicked in the chest.

I'm suffering unimaginable hardships. I'll fight for my aunt and kill that bitch.

That bitch, it's mother.

I hated my mother at that time, because if I didn't want to kill her, I didn't have to suffer. I could live a dull but happy life like other brothers and sisters.

Nanny is the only one who loves me. When I was nine years old, I lost her.

It was two days before my aunt's birthday. The nurse told me to make me a small gift to make my aunt happy. When my aunt saw that I was sensible, she would be happy and less scolded.So, I sneaked out that day and bought a hairpin with the money the nurse gave me.

When I came back in the evening, I saw my aunt and master sitting in the room with gloomy faces. I knew it was not good. I sneaked out and forgot to feed the insects in the afternoon.

My legs trembled and I went in, my mind full of master and aunt hit me, tears began to fall.

I knelt down, handed the hairpin up, raised my head, restrained my fear, and tried to hold up a pale smile, "Auntie, it's for you, congratulations..."

I saw my aunt's hand up, I dare not hide, closed my eyes, but did not slap down.

I opened my eyes and saw that my aunt took the hairpin and put it on the palm of her hand. After looking at it for a while, I saw that her face was calmer, and I was not so afraid.

Then, I heard her say, "your master told me that you didn't feed the insects today. Go out with your master and get the punishment."

I'm paralyzed on the ground.

I'm not afraid of slapping me in the face or kicking me in the stomach. I'm used to it.

But I'm afraid of punishment.

I looked at the master in despair. She gave me a ferocious smile, grabbed my arm and pulled me out. It was the same big water tank, in which there was a lotus, and the green moss was floating on the water.

I was forced into the water tank, and the air was squeezed out of my lungs. When I felt that I was about to die, I was pulled up again.

So many times, I passed out.

I was awakened by the whip. I looked at my aunt through vague tears. She held the whip in her hand and lashed me hard.

Nanny rushed over and cried for her, "aunt, please spare your life. If you fight again, the girl will die."

I'm not dead. The wet nurse is dead.

The master told his aunt that it was the nanny who encouraged me not to work hard.

When I got up that morning, I saw the body of the nurse lying in the water tank. My aunt coldly told me that if I didn't have to work hard to practice Gu, I would be the same as nanny.

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