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Mr. and Mrs. Jiang have been lying in bed for more than three months. During these three months, they have been lying in bed every day and cannot even turn over without external help.
Jiang Yanyi goes to and from school as usual every day. Except for occasionally taking care of their three meals a day, she leaves everything to her own devices the rest of the time. Sometimes when she is in a good mood, she will ask Jiang Pengpeng to help them clean up, but Jiang Pengpeng is addicted to games and always ignores her. She will take care of them when she remembers, and let them fend for themselves when she doesn't.
Jiang Yan was not surprised by this and was too lazy to care about Jiang Pengpeng. After all, Jiang Pengpeng was a family heirloom that they held in their mouths for fear of it melting, and in their hands for fear of it breaking. How could it be considered unfilial to treat an heirloom as such?
Due to long-term bed rest and improper care, both Mr. and Mrs. Jiang developed bedsores to varying degrees. As time went on, the ulcers became more severe.
They couldn't sleep at night because of the pain and wailed all night long.
Every time Jiang Pengpeng brought food in, he would cover his nose tightly and say, "Why do you stink so much? Is your house a pigpen? Pigs are cleaner than you." He always complained with a look of disgust on his face.
"Pengpeng..." Mother Jiang's eyes were sunken, and there was little flesh on her face. Her voice was no longer as loud as before, as if she was always arguing with a loud speaker. She was weak and anxious, "Pengpeng, can you give me some water? I'm dying of thirst."
"Drink, drink, drink. All you do all day long is drink, drink, drink." Jiang Pengpeng slammed the bowl in his hand on the bedside table, picked up the water cup and shoved it roughly into Jiang's mother's mouth. "You can't go to the bathroom, and you'll wet the bed soon. I don't know why you drink so much. It's so annoying."
Mother Jiang passively let the water flow all over her face and body, except for her mouth. Her eyes gradually became moist, and it was unclear whether it was wet from the water or tears.
Father Jiang lay there without saying a word. He was like a piece of unconscious wood, staring at the ceiling.
"It stinks, it stinks, why is it so smelly? Every day when I go to school, everyone covers their noses when they pass by me. The smell must be sticking to me. I'm so annoyed. Why don't you just die?"
Jiang Pengpeng's words were like a rusty sickle, cutting Jiang's mother's heart bit by bit, causing her entire soul to ache.
"Pengpeng..." We are your parents.
"Sister, what a fool! Why does she always call me in? She's so much older than me, but why do I have to do all the work? It's so annoying."
Jiang Pengpeng muttered to himself.
Yes, they have a daughter. Mother Jiang thought numbly, as expected, the old generation always said that raising a son is a way to prepare for old age, and this is absolutely true. What's the point of having a daughter? The couple lie here, and that loser doesn't even step foot in the door. Only Pengpeng is willing to take care of them.
It’s their fault for not living up to expectations. Now even Pengpeng is getting impatient.
Jiang Pengpeng frowned and mechanically poured the porridge into Jiang Mu's mouth. Before she could swallow it, he couldn't wait to run out of the room with the bowl, as if a ghost was chasing him.
After Jiang Pengpeng left, Jiang's mother choked with tears and said, "Old Jiang, what sin have we committed? Living like this is worse than death."
Father Jiang remained silent, his silence filling the room with a horrible, suffocating feeling. Her nose was filled with the combined odor of excrement, sweat, and rotting flesh. The overpowering stench filled Mother Jiang with a surge of unease.
"Son's father, son's father, are you asleep?" She called out twice in a trembling voice, "Go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore. Have a good sleep, I've been in pain lately, and I'm sure I kept you awake at night."
Mother Jiang closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep as well.
Just take a nap, it will be fine.
Two seconds later, she opened her eyes in despair and screamed at the top of her lungs: "Pengpeng, Pengpeng, son, please come in quickly and see. Please come in quickly and see your daddy. Son, please come in quickly."
Jiang Pengpeng, who was in the living room, heard the heartbreaking shouting from inside and his face was full of indifference. Tsk, what's the matter? Didn't he just finish his meal and drink some water? Could it be that he needs to go to the toilet again? Why is it so troublesome?
He changed his position and lay on the sofa, turning up the music in his headphones to the maximum volume, "Go on, go on, kill him, kill him, damn it, why don't you open a wooden warehouse, you are so stupid, delivering and delivering, you are a full-time delivery man, right..."
Jiang Pengpeng was playing games while angrily arguing with his teammates. Jiang's mother's voice was so small in his roar that it was soon completely drowned out.
When Jiang Yanyi returned home from school, Jiang Pengpeng had already fallen asleep on the sofa, his cell phone lying on the ground and his saliva all over the floor.
Jiang Yan looked at the living room that looked like a pigsty, walked up and slapped Jiang Pengpeng in the face.
Jiang Pengpeng woke up from his dream in horror. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he saw Jiang Yanyi standing in front of him. He immediately didn't dare to say a word and sat up obediently, "Sister, why are you back so early today?"
Jiang Yanyi looked down at him, "Can't you see that the room is so dirty? Do you want me to do it myself?"
Recently, Jiang Pengpeng has been scared by Jiang Yan's beatings. In the past, he dared to talk back, but now when Jiang Yan points east, he dare not go west.
"Sister, please listen to my explanation."
He was explaining with his mouth, but his body had already stood up and started to clean up before his mouth.
"Don't be angry, sister. I'll go cook right after I finish cleaning."
"How are your parents today?"
Jiang Pengpeng didn't know why she suddenly asked this, and replied nonchalantly: "What else can I do? It's just like that."
Jiang Yan glanced at the tightly closed door of Jiang's father and mother's room, and sneered in his heart, look, this is your good son.
"You should at least pay some attention to them. You are their pillar of support. Now that they are in trouble, who will take care of them if you don't? They spoiled you so much when you were a child. They would pick the stars and the moon for you if you wanted them." Jiang Yanyi knew that these were the words he was most impatient to hear now, but ninety-nine of her hundred-pound body weight was rebellious. The more he didn't like to hear it, the happier she was to say it.
"Okay, okay, I get it. Sister, why are you nagging like mom? I'm so tired of hearing you say these things every day. The pillar of the family, the pillar of the family. I'm still in elementary school. What can I do? Should I stop studying now and go out to work to support them?" Suffering can temper a person. Jiang Pengpeng has matured a lot since the car accident.
"It's not impossible..."
Jiang Pengpeng looked at her in disbelief, "No way, sister, are you so cruel?"
Cruel? Compared to what you three did to my original self, how can this be called cruel?
"Just kidding."
Jiang Pengpeng put his hand on his chest and said, "Oh, sister, you scared me to death. I am your only brother. You can't be so cruel."
After cleaning up the sofa, Jiang Pengpeng went into the kitchen consciously. His cooking skills have improved day by day, and he is no longer the Jiang Pengpeng who could only cook half-cooked noodles.
Jiang Yanyi put down his schoolbag and pushed open the door of Jiang's father and mother's room.
Jiang's mother, who had been in despair, immediately had a startling light in her eyes when she saw her.
She seemed to have grasped the last straw, "Laidi, your father... go and look at your father."
Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang's father and quickly looked away, "Oh, he's dead." Jiang's father lay stiffly on the side, his face had changed, so he was dead.
"What!"
Jiang Mu's voice was so sharp that it didn't sound like someone who had been bedridden for a long time.
"I said, he's dead."
"You lied, you cheater, you liar. You dare to curse your father. You will not die a good death. You damned girl. God will kill you." Mother Jiang's chest was heaving with anger. She was gasping for breath, as if the louder her voice was, the more she could refute Jiang Yanyi's words.
"Yes, yes, you are right." Jiang Yan nodded and said, "In fact, it would be a good thing for him to die like this."
"What are you talking about? You are such a heartless and unfilial daughter. Why did we give birth to you? The King of Hell will definitely drag you down to hell."
Jiang Yanyi didn't want to argue with her, "Since you don't believe it, then forget it. Just continue to lie with him. When you are willing to believe me, I will ask your son to collect his body." She said and prepared to go out.
"Laidi." Jiang's mother, who had been frantic, suddenly calmed down. "Laidi..." she whispered, "Laidi, we are your parents. How can you be so cruel?"
heartless?
Jiang Yan wanted to laugh, and then she found that she actually laughed out loud. It was so funny, if they were not from the same family, they would not enter the same house. The three of them were indeed a family. One second Jiang Pengpeng said she was cruel, and the next second Jiang's mother said she was cruel again.
"How can you still laugh?"
Jiang Yanyi restrained his smile, "Why can't I laugh? Of course I can laugh. How did you treat me in the past? I just returned the same to you. If I am cruel, then aren't you also cruel parents?"
"We are your parents. We do everything for your own good. We feed and clothe you, but we've raised you to be your enemy, haven't we? We just asked you to do some work. Every parent in the world is like this, and every woman has gone through this. How can you be so vicious?"
"So you should be thankful." She was thankful that she cared about her original body's reputation, otherwise she would have been a hundred times more cruel than she was now.
"If you can't figure it out, just think of it as you did something bad in your previous life, and I'm here to collect the debt in this life."
Jiang's mother burst into tears. She couldn't understand, no matter how hard she tried, why their family had fallen to this point.
"Laidi, let's just say we, as your parents, have let you down. It's okay if you don't care about us, but Pengpeng is still young. He's your only brother. After your dad and I die, you must treat him well. I haven't asked you for anything, just this one thing. Please take good care of your brother."
Jiang Yanyi sneered: "You said you guys have wronged me, why should I listen to you and take good care of Jiang Pengpeng? Whether he lives or dies is none of my business."
"Do you want me to die with my eyes open?"
"as you like."
"Sister, it's time to eat. What are you still doing in there? Come out quickly. It stinks in there. Come out and eat quickly."
"Listen, your son is calling me to eat. He's a great cook now. Even though his hands and face are covered in burns, big and small, he enjoys cooking every day."
After stabbing Jiang's mother's heart again, Jiang Yan turned and left without mercy.
Mother Jiang looked at her back and her tears had dried up.
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