Chapter 87 Let Her Have This House
"There's nothing wrong with sleeping in the guest room. Why can't Deng Sisi sleep there?" I asked calmly.
"The guest room is so cold, how can we let Sisi live there..." My mother blurted out without thinking. Then, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, she said angrily, "How can you be so ignorant? You only come back to stay for a few days, and you have to make Sisi move out?"
"My clothes and personal belongings are all in this room. I feel it is inconvenient for me to live downstairs." I argued without giving in.
My mother was visibly angry and yelled, "Your things have already been moved to the guest room! What's so inconvenient about this?"
I was silent for a moment, and my mother was silent too. Deng Sisi started crying, "Sister Mengmeng, please stop arguing with Auntie. It's my fault. Auntie bought me a lot of new clothes, and the closet couldn't hold them all, so she had to put your things downstairs. If you're angry, I'll just move back home."
When she said that, my mother got even angrier: "Why move? It's not her turn to make the decisions in this household. If I say you can stay, then stay. No one can kick you out."
I looked directly at my mother. "It's fine if she lives here during school, but doesn't she have to go home for Chinese New Year? Or is her whole family moving in with us?"
My mother's face was already red with anger: "What's your attitude? Sisi is spending the New Year at our house this year and won't be going back."
I couldn't help but feel a little strange. How could one celebrate the New Year at home instead of at home? It's not that far away.
I sneered, "Her parents didn't want her anymore? And then you picked her up and treated her like a treasure?"
"Xia Yimeng! I'm your mother. Is this how you talk to your mother? Where is your upbringing?" My mother's voice rose a few degrees.
My mother has always prided herself on coming from a scholarly family and she cares very much about her image. She has maintained the image of a cold goddess from her teenage years until now. I have never seen her smile in her life. She always looks cold and aloof, and it is rare for her to speak so loudly.
"Thank you for reminding me. If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you were her mother." I have always been wronged when I met Deng Sisi since I was a child, but today I suddenly felt that it was so satisfying to fight back.
"Sisi is your sister, what's wrong with you giving in to her?" My mother couldn't believe it. I, who have always been obedient and docile, was like a man of fire today, and kept talking back to her.
"Yes, from childhood to adulthood, the phrase you said the most was asking me to give in to her. Haven't I given in enough?
How long do you think I should give up? For the rest of my life?
Isn't one room too little? How about giving her you, my dad, and this house? " I said what I had been holding back for years. When Deng Sisi was away, although my mother was strict with me, she was generally nice to me.
But as soon as Deng Sisi appears, I, her biological mother, seem to immediately become her stepmother. I don’t know what’s so good about her that makes my mother like her so much.
As for why it’s because of my aunt, I don’t think so. After all, my mother and my aunt have a very cold relationship.
If it weren't for the series of bloody things that happened later, I would really believe that there is love without reason in this world.
My mother took a deep breath and said, "Why can't you tolerate Sisi? Your aunt is sick and in the hospital, and your uncle has to go to the hospital to accompany her. What's wrong with Sisi spending the New Year with us?"
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