My name is Chu Xiang and I was born into a military family.

My grandfather had five sons, and my father was the youngest son of the Chu family.

My grandfather said that my four uncles were very disappointing because they only had sons.

Whenever the grandfather sees his naughty grandson, he feels a headache. He has always hoped to have a well-behaved granddaughter.

Soon, his wish came true. My mother gave birth to a girl, me, after ten months of pregnancy.

Since I am the only granddaughter in the Chu family, my whole family dotes on me very much.

Especially my grandfather, whenever he has time, he will play with me, buy me delicious food, and take me to show off to his old comrades.

My grandfather’s comrades-in-arms also liked me very much. Wherever I went, there was laughter.

I often sat on my grandfather's lap and listened to his stories about the war.

Every time Grandpa spoke, he was extremely excited, making her feel as if she was there. From his stories, I learned what it meant to be in the midst of bullets and bloody battles, what it meant to attack and invade, and what it meant to be tenacious and unwilling to admit defeat.

I have been brave since I was young, fearless, and not a crybaby. I can express clearly what I want and what I want to do.

Unlike my third cousin from my uncle's family, who often cries and often can't express himself clearly, making people confused.

However, there was a reason why my third cousin was crying, because he was seriously ill and was a sickly person.

I often call him Sick Brother.

My sick brother and I didn't have to train like the other brothers, but we would watch them train while eating snacks. If a brother fell, we would laugh without mercy.

The brothers didn’t get angry, but instead looked at us and smiled lovingly.

Before I was three years old, I lived like a carefree little princess, and was everyone’s favorite wherever I went.

It wasn't until I was three years old that my nightmare began.

That day, my father brought back a seriously injured aunt from outside. My aunt was seriously injured and lay in bed every day. She even needed someone to feed her.

My father took me to see my aunt. My aunt smiled at me, but I thought her smile was very scary and I never wanted to see her again.

After my aunt came to my house, my healthy grandfather fell ill. He often yelled and couldn't recognize people, even me.

My father and uncles were extremely anxious and looked for doctors everywhere to see grandpa, but none of them could find any problems with him.

I overheard someone say that Grandpa was crazy.

I was three years old and too young to know what crazy was, but my grandfather looked really scary. Several times when I went to see him, he wanted to hit me.

I miss the good grandfather who called me Xiangxiang with a smile and held me in his arms and told me stories. I don’t want the bad grandfather who was mean and mean.

Until one day, my father and uncles invited back a doctor named Liao. The doctor was very good. I heard him say that there was a bad guy in my grandfather's body who was harming him.

Doctor Liao can help grandpa drive out the bad guys, and grandpa can be back to normal.

I was very happy and looked forward to my grandfather returning to his old self.

That day, Dr. Liao stayed in my grandfather's room for a long time. I waited at the door until I was tired and fell asleep unknowingly.

When I was half asleep, my mother carried me back to the house. I asked her, "Is grandpa okay?"

Mom said it will be fine soon, and grandpa will be fine as long as I wake up.

I hugged the little tiger doll my mother gave me, smiled and continued to fall asleep.

I don’t know how long it was before I heard the door open. I thought it was my mother calling me, so I opened my eyes and saw that scary aunt.

I was about to speak when my aunt ran over and covered my mouth with a handkerchief. Then I knew nothing.

When I woke up again, I was in a very unfamiliar place, and next to me was my aunt with the scary smile.

I hit her and kicked her, and I said I wanted to go home, I wanted my grandpa, dad and mom.

The bad aunt held me down and said that I could never go home again.

I didn't believe her and wanted to go home. I tried every way to escape back home, but I never succeeded.

But I am not afraid, because the little tiger my mother gave me is still there. Having it with me is like having my mother by my side. I am not afraid of anything.

Bad aunt took me to a place where there were many little brothers. One of them was the bad aunt’s nephew, named Xiaotian.

I didn't like the bad aunt, nor did I like her nephew, so when he came to pull me, I dodged and shouted at them: "My grandfather is a general, my uncles, my parents are all very powerful, they will definitely come to take me home."

That bad aunt pushed me down and said a bunch of words in a very fierce voice that I couldn’t understand.

I was in a lot of pain, but I didn't cry. I got up and said to my bad aunt, "I want to go home!"

The bad aunt's face became even more terrifying, like the man-eating beasts in grandpa's stories, so scary.

The boy named Xiaotian suddenly stood in front of me and begged his aunt not to hurt me.

At that time, I was not grateful to him at all. Instead, I felt that he was as hateful as my bad aunt.

Later, I was locked up in a room. Another bad aunt said nonsense to me every day. I didn’t want to listen to a word. I only had one thought in my mind: I wanted to go home.

If I didn't listen to her, the bad aunt would lose her temper, throw things, and scare me. But I had a little tiger, so I wasn't afraid. I even thought she was funny, like the clown gift my father once gave me.

The bad aunt couldn't do anything to me, so she locked me in a cage. It was pitch black all around, and I huddled in a corner holding the little tiger, waiting for my parents to come and rescue me.

I am so hungry. I want to eat and drink water. I miss the delicious food, sweet fruits, brown sugar water and milk at home.

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