Chapter 290 He Killed My Aunt

I couldn't help but retort to him, "Yes, people in the countryside don't jump off buildings, because falling from a two- or three-story building is painful even if it doesn't kill you.

But haven’t there been fewer people jumping into rivers, hanging themselves, and drinking pesticides in rural areas in recent years?

Besides, in ancient times, if there was no depression, then Qu Yuan jumped into the river and Lu Zhaolin drowned because they liked diving?

Was the 'death of depression' in Li He, Jia Yi and Li Shangyin just a random fabrication by the ancients?

Few people would confront my uncle to his face, especially a junior like me, and I was unable to react for a while.

I took the opportunity to take a deep breath and continued, "Uncle, something beyond your cognition doesn't mean it doesn't exist, just like the sky that a frog in a well can't see doesn't mean it doesn't exist, don't you think?"

My uncle looked at me, his face flushed with anger. I guess he hadn't been talked back to like this in years.

Seeing him like this, my mother quickly stopped me and said, "Mengmeng, your uncle is your elder. How can you talk to an elder like that?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "My aunt is my blood relative. She jumped off a building due to depression, and her husband is still here calling her pretentious.

You also said that if my uncle had not been so ignorant as to think that depression was not a disease and had not stopped my aunt from seeking treatment, my aunt might have lived a few more years.

This is roughly equivalent to my aunt being killed by him."

My uncle's face was livid with anger. "Shuyao, listen to what your daughter is saying. This is the consequence of marrying a businessman! The daughter you raised has no manners at all."

I was about to continue to argue back when my father's deep voice rang out from the doorway: "It's not your turn to judge whether my daughter has good manners or not!

What's wrong with Shuyao marrying a businessman?

Can't you see how Shuyao has been doing these years since she married me?

Isn't her food, clothing and other necessities the best among her relatives?

Let’s take a look at how Shuxin has been living these years?

She has lived frugally with you all her life, and now when she is sick you are reluctant to spend money on her. How dare you say that my daughter is poorly brought up?

If you think my family has bad upbringing, why do you always leave your daughter at my house for us to raise? Why don't you take her home and raise her yourself?

Your daughter competes with my daughter in everything at my house, and then her father complains that my daughter has no manners. What kind of thing is this?

It turns out my dad knew everything. My nose was sore. "Dad, you knew Deng Sisi was competing with me for everything these years, and you knew my mom was partial, but you didn't care! I thought you didn't even see it."

My dad said sheepishly, "I've intervened before when they went too far, but your mom always quarreled with me whenever I did."

My mother couldn't stand it any longer. "Mingcheng, what do you mean? I'm raising my own sister's daughter, and you don't like her?

Do we need the money to raise a child? Is it worth it for you to argue with me now? You're away from home all day, and when you come back you complain that I'm not treating your daughter well. Do you still have any conscience?

And you, Xia Yimeng, have I treated you unfairly over the years? In what ways are your food, clothing, and daily expenses not better than Sisi's? How much money have you spent on various special interest classes and tutoring courses?

Sisi has nothing except for attending cram school in the county town. And you still think I'm biased?"

My mother became angrier and angrier as she spoke, her eyes turning red with anger. My father remained silent and my uncle was also speechless due to the arguments between my father and me.

"Mom, it's wrong for you to compare me with Sisi. Isn't it her parents' responsibility how she lives?

Why do you always feel that what I have, she should also have, otherwise I would be sorry for her?

"You're like this, I almost think she's your daughter too. Could it be that you and my father gave our little daughter to my aunt for adoption?"