[My Mother-in-Law is Like a Flower] (21-25)

(21)
Let me be honest with you, I've never really felt a connection with this handsome young man.
You haven't seen him. The first time I saw him outside the delivery room, I felt a jolt down my spine, like I'd been
hit in the back in broad daylight, like I'd seen a ghost.
I'd rather bump into a living corpse. The distance between most people's eyes is one eye's width. His? Two inches.
His face is like a 33-story building crashing into the concrete. His mouth is flat, his forehead is flat, his nose is flat,
his nostrils are upturned, he could choke to death if he got wet in the rain.
His brows are furrowed, always worried, no matter how you try to coax him, they're always tightly furrowed, like a French Languedoc. A
Lucerne boxer.
His two eyes, one high and one low, a difference of one centimeter. In the last three months, the difference has been increasing rapidly...
This thing is simply astonishing. Casimodo wants to stand with him, hey, Casimodo is Jin Cheng.
Look closely, this child is permeated with a tragic beauty that is hard for ordinary people to understand.
Big Yellow's snot was always snotting, and when he cried, it sounded like he was shoveling noodles in Beijing (I've given up noodles for many
years).
(22)
To be honest, when I first saw him outside the delivery room, I only remember one sentence echoing in my mind
[actually very short, just one word]—throw him away!
I really wanted to throw him away. Ru Hua probably sensed my thoughts [a woman who has just given birth is not human, but a sensitive
and fierce mother beast].
She even slept with that monster tightly in her arms, treating him as her life, treating him as a god.
Ru Hua loved this monster and spoiled him unconditionally, asking me to buy him a bathtub, toys, laundry, milk powder, and
odorless mosquito coils.
I won't say more. She ordered me to do everything you could think of.
The little monster grew stronger day by day, and the gap between his eyes grew bigger and bigger.
Not only was Chou Chou so energetic, but he also had a violent temper, not inheriting Ru Hua's gentle nature at all.
Ruhua and I have always valued his education and upbringing, but it's been useless. We're basically dealing with a demon
.
Everyone else sees hope in their own child, but I'm growing increasingly desperate.
I can't understand it. Ruhua is so beautiful, and I'm so energetic—how could we have produced such a terrible
mess?
Before this child was born, Ruhua only slept with me. Thinking about it carefully, she really didn't have the opportunity to mess around with other men
.
But I still had a wicked thought and went to get a paternity test.
Waiting for the results was agonizing; every second felt like an eternity.
I had already fantasized that if the result was...
well, you know... I would definitely... do it. But fate played a cruel trick. The results came back—short, authoritative, and forceful—shattering my last
hope.
Chou Chou is indeed the offspring of Ruhua and me.
Why did God throw such a burden at us? Why? Is this truly retribution?
(23)
One night, after Chou Chou fell asleep, Ru Hua whispered to me, "Do you think it's because what we did
offended some kind of ghost?"
That's when I realized she had also wavered.
I asked, "What happened?"
She said, "I'm your mother-in-law."
I said, "Now you're my wife."
She said, "Don't deceive yourself. After all, we've messed around."
I said, "I'm not deceiving myself."
She said, "Then why did you leave all your friends? Why do we keep moving around? You have something to hide
!"
I said, "Who doesn't have something to hide?"
Yes, we've moved so many times over the years, looking at houses, packing, and stuffing boxes—it's all disgusting. We're terrified
of our neighbors finding out.
Over the years, we haven't dared to invite friends over. Friends are like tea; they're warm when you're around, but they cool down quickly when you leave them alone.
We've each given up on all our friends. Now, we're practically friendless; we thought having
each other was enough.
But we were wrong. A narrow and closed social circle makes people twisted. Their temperaments and personalities would change drastically, and
they would become irritable for no reason and throw tantrums.
(24)
Now, looking at Chou Chou who had been bullied, Ru Hua felt heartbroken.
Chou Chou shouted hoarsely, "Answer me!"
I said to Chou Chou, "How dare you talk to your mother like that?"
Chou Chou glared at me, his eyes filled with resentment.
Ru Hua knelt on the ground in front of Chou Chou and said, "I am not your maternal grandmother. I am your mother."
Chou Chou asked, "Then what does your mother look like? How come I have never seen my maternal grandmother?"
Ru Hua said, "Your maternal grandmother... my mother... has passed away."
Chou Chou said fiercely, word by word, "You lied to me! You all lied to me!"
(25)
Late at night, I was sleeping soundly when someone suddenly patted me.
I woke up and saw Ru Hua propping herself up and gently patting me.
I hate being disturbed while sleeping. I asked impatiently, "What?"
Her face was filled with terror, her voice low and trembling as she said, "Listen!"
I perked up my ears and really heard a sound, "Sasha, sasha, sasha."
I quietly got up, barefoot, and gently followed the sound.
It was coming from downstairs. Had someone entered my house?
In the kitchen on the first floor, under the moonlight, I saw an ugly boy sharpening a knife.
"Sasha, sasha, kill, kill..."
[The End]

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