Where I Came From (1)
When Jiang Xiumei cleaned up the house the next day, she found that the clothes Jiang Xing wore yesterday were stained with blood.
The surprised Jiang Xiumei rushed into his room immediately, woke him up, and asked, “Xingxing, how far did you go last night? You didn’t kill people, beat them to death, or cripple them, did you?”
It wasn’t worth getting blood on your hands for those people!
Jiang Xiumei felt regretful.Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com
Jiang Xing was still sleepy and opened his eyes, mumbling. “How is that even possible? It’s such a happy day; I couldn’t possibly spend the New Years’ in prison.”
“Then what happened?” Jiang Xiumei asked him, pointing to the bloodstain.
“It’s Hong Li’s blood, not mine. He hit me with his head during the brawl, and some of the blood got on it. It’s fine; I only taught them a lesson, they’ll be fine. Don’t worry, Mom.”
Only then was Jiang Xiumei finally relieved.
Jiang Xiumei looked embarrassed, hesitating on what kind of words to use to answer him vaguely. But she didn’t know that Xiaoman saw her expression, which confirmed her guess.
One, two, three.
Her mouth flattened, and in just a moment, her golden beans1 started dropping.
“Wuu wuu wuu... I know, Grandma doesn’t want me anymore. You want to drive me to the mountains to be a wild monkey, wuu wuu. I’m just a kid that nobody wants.”
Jiang Xiaoman cried miserably.
She cried and wanted to go back to the house to pack up a bundle, so sad that she thought about running away from home.
Jiang Xiumei was stunned for a moment, then she held the child and asked her. “Who told you that Grandma doesn’t want you anymore? Grandma loves you the most.”
Jiang Xiaoman flattened her mouth and said, “I had a dream last night. Grandma said I was too wild and disobedient; you want me to be a wild monkey on the mountain. Wild monkeys are wild children. Grandma doesn’t want me anymore...”
Jiang Xiaoman thought about it for a long, long time last night but couldn’t figure it out, so she had a nightmare in her sleep. That was what Grandma said in the dream.
“...” What the hell was this.
1. golden beans = tears
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