As the sun set, my mother walked to my room, pulled me to sit in front of the mirror, helped me comb my hair, and started talking to me.
"Nannan, after you gave birth to the goat, your mother helped you divorce the village chief and find a good family for you. Don't blame your mother for being cruel. It's really your brother who suffered too much. Your father was the most painful when he was alive. You, just think that I have wronged you because of your father."
Now, she still wants to brainwash me. I am really tired of hearing these words.
I looked at the gradually opening night outside the window, and in turn held my mother's hand and said to her: "Mom, I understand, you don't need to say anything, I also miss my brother so much that he can stand up again."
When she heard what I said, she thought that her painstaking preaching had finally paid off, and she clapped my hand and expressed her great relief.
I turned around to look at her, stood up, picked up the hot water kettle on the table, made a cup of hot tea and handed it to my mother.
I looked into ***'s eyes and said slowly: "Mom, I'm getting married, so I'll treat it as a farewell to you. We are still a family, and I will always be your daughter."
When my mother saw me saying this, tears immediately filled her eyes. She took the tea, drank it all in one gulp, put the cup on the table, and continued: "Nan Nan, I have a set of clothes here that your grandma gave me when I got married. Mine, now let me get it for you, we are about the same height, it will look good on you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the door. Her figure became shaky, and she almost fell to the ground before she took two steps. She could barely hold her up.
I looked down at her, her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep.
The sweat medicine that I worked so hard to obtain is actually so effective.
It’s funny to say that at the same time, he wanted to put on the best wedding dress for me to get married, but at the same time, he pushed me to hell. Human nature, too often, seems very complicated yet so vulnerable.
I put her on the bed, picked up the small package in the corner, and pressed the recorder. What came from inside was the conversation I just had with my mother.
Everything was ready, I opened the window gently, the night around me was as dark as ink, and it was so quiet that only the sound of birds passing by was heard.
Grandma and brother's houses are a bit far away. Now is a good time to escape. If you don't leave, you really won't be able to leave.
So I jumped from the window, closed it gently, took a deep breath, and embarked on the escape path.
I ran all the way and almost didn't dare to stop. There were a lot of vegetation and poisonous insects on the path. I was scratched in several places and there were swollen bumps from bites everywhere. But I didn't dare to stop and kept running forward.
I was so tired that I stopped and looked at the watch in my hand and realized that I had been running for three hours.
Three hours… Although I haven't walked much of the trails, common sense tells me that it shouldn't be like this.
Because three hours had passed, I turned around and could still see the village very clearly. The trees and grass along the road confused my sight, so that I thought this path had always been like this.
But it wasn't until this moment that I realized clearly that I was afraid I had never walked out.
This damn path, am I on the wrong track? I didn't dare to think about another guess, wiped the sweat from my face, and started walking in another direction.
Time passed by minute by second. I don’t know how long I walked, but the scenery around me still didn’t change. I could even clearly see which house my house was.
I collapsed to the ground, beating the ground under my feet feebly. Why? Why did it become like this? I was obviously fully prepared.
At this moment, a beam of strange family ghost appeared in front of me. I looked up and saw that it was my brother.
He stood tall in front of me, without a wheelchair, and just looked at me quietly without saying a word.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"Sister." His eyes moved, and he responded to me after a while.
I knew something had changed at this moment.
"What tricks are you trying to play again? I'm telling you, even if I die here today, I won't go back with you!" I roared at him.
"Sister, it's me. I'm your brother, not Wei Wen." The person in front of me spoke. Although his voice was the same, I felt like he was a different person, and I couldn't help but start to face what he said.
"What happened? Who are you?" I asked him as I really couldn't figure out the situation.
"That night, I didn't die. Although you saw my body, as grandma said, that was the fate of the goat babysitter. The goat evil spirit should have left my body in an extremely tragic way that night. ."
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The introductory story tells the story of a woman named Wei Nan and her weird brother. Because the younger brother was born with a vision, he was considered to be the incarnation of Yin Tongzi. The family used a ritual called "Goat Baby Care" to allow him to grow up safely. But before his tenth birthday, he was found dead at his brother's grave, his chest hollowed out. Grandma hinted that this was his fate, and then a series of strange changes occurred in the family. Wei Nan eventually discovered that all this was a conspiracy planned by her family. She was forced to marry the village chief in order to give birth to a "goat son" to save her brother. . The story ends with Wei Nan escaping and eventually being found by his brother.
Introduction: Have you ever heard of goat nanny?
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, my younger brother was found dead in the cemetery in the back mountain. His whole body was naked, his chest was cut open, and all his internal organs were missing.
His eyelids were cut off, and his square pupils shrank into a horizontal line, staring in the direction of the grave.
Grandma said that this is the fate of the goat babysitter.
My brother is a monster, that's what I always thought.
Not only because of the square pupils and the long white hair.
Also because he is so weird.
The first words he spoke since he was born were a hoarse sheep cry.
Until the age of 2, he still couldn't walk and could only crawl on the ground.
What made me more convinced of this idea was that one night when I got up late at night, I saw my mother sitting outside the door with her back to me, breastfeeding my brother.
I never saw my mother breastfeeding my brother.
But the moonlight was bright, and I could clearly see the dark red viscous liquid in the bottle flowing down the corner of my brother's mouth.
The cool breeze blew through the hall, and I concluded that my brother was not a human being.
Most of the time, my brother looks like an ordinary kid.
The family also loves this late-arriving boy very much. On weekdays, he almost always puts out his hands for clothes and opens his mouth for food.
But I was very afraid of him. His naturally square pupils were narrowed into a vertical line, still bright in the dark night, emitting a faint red light.
Like the eyes of wild animals before hunting.
I originally thought that I could live like this until I was 18 years old and be able to leave home and leave my monster brother.
My brother had a problem at this time.
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But my brother and I spend more and more time together.
The family is busy with farming, and the adults are very busy and cannot take care of my brother at the same time, so the task of taking care of him falls on me.
I try to take care of his daily life like a mother, cooking and washing, day after day.
But taking care of a normal child is difficult, let alone a monster like my brother?
Finally one day, he spilled the milk in front of him again.
I was completely beside myself.
When grandma arrived, she only saw blood flowing from the corner of my brother's mouth and bruises on his body. I threw him to the ground hard.
She rushed up and slapped me so hard that it almost knocked out my teeth.
She lowered her voice and shouted at me angrily: "Wei Nan! This is your brother! Why did you hit him!"
I covered half of my swollen cheek and looked at grandma in disbelief.
She suddenly sighed deeply, was silent for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I have never told you, but today, Nannan, I want to tell you something."
I saw her serious look on her face and said, "Your brother is the goat's nanny."
Goat babysitter? Listening to what she said, a chill penetrated my body.
"When your brother was born, your mother didn't give birth to him for three days and three nights. She was about to die of one and two, so she had no choice but to find a midwife from the village."
"Who knew that the mother-in-law said that your brother was born with the fate of a yin boy? One body and two lives are not counted. The yin boy will bring endless disasters to the family."
At this point, grandma's voice became harsh, and she then breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Fortunately, there is a way to solve it, which is the goat babysitter."
"What is a goat sitter?" I asked.
"Invite the goat god to live in Yin Tongzi, and Yin Tongzi will be safe and sound." Grandma narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at her brother.
"Goat God… how long will you stay?" My voice was trembling and awkward.
"ten years."
And my younger brother will be ten years old this year.
"Is the younger brother still a younger brother? We have raised an evil god!" I said hoarsely, looking at my grandma.
"What do you know?" she continued, giving me a sideways look.
"After the Goat God ascends, the yin boy's destiny will become auspicious, which will bring endless blessings to our family."
No wonder, no wonder that although our family is constantly ailing, it has been getting better and better, and windfalls of fortune often come from the sky. It turns out that it is like this…
I turned my head and looked at my brother who was sitting quietly aside, and I couldn't help but take a half step back in fear.
Everything in the past has been explained.
"Now that you are older, it is time to know this. Grandma knows that you have suffered a lot in these years. Don't worry, we will compensate you well after your brother's tenth birthday this time."
Grandma patted my shoulder and comforted me softly.
I feel relieved for the time being. As soon as my brother's tenth birthday passes, everything will return to how it was before.
For now, just bear with it for now.
This is how the accident came.
The night before my tenth birthday, I couldn't find my brother.
After only ten minutes of absence, my brother completely disappeared.
I didn't have time to tell my family, and I ran towards the back mountain in a hurry.
I know he must be there.
But I didn't expect that seeing him would be like this.
The chest was cut open, and the broken ribs were stuck straight into the ground. His bloodshot eyes were staring at the grave in front of him.
"The Tomb of Wei Wen".
It is the grave of my brother Wei Wen.
Seeing this scene, my legs trembled and I could hardly stand still.
The younger brother died, still in front of his elder brother's grave.
However, the elder brother's grave is extremely hidden. How did the younger brother know about it?
There was a faint light on behind me. I turned around and saw that my grandma and mother were here.
The flashlight light shone on their brother's body. Their faces were pale, and the scene was so quiet that only the chirping of birds was heard.
Suddenly, I heard grandma sigh deeply and say softly: "This is the fate of the goat babysitter."
For some reason, I actually heard a bit of relief in that voice.
"Fate? Grandma, what do you mean?" I asked very puzzled.
"This is your brother's fate, Nannan, take Xiaoyang home first."
He must be brought home before anyone else discovers his body.
However, I was enveloped in huge panic at that time, and I did not realize the other layer of meaning in my grandma’s words.
So I didn't say anything more, I just stood still in front of my brother's body and carried my brother on my back with trembling hands.
His body was cold, and his head rested feebly on my shoulder. Thinking of his eyes staring at something, cold sweat broke out on my head.
Although I don't like him normally, his death for no reason always makes me feel a little flustered and a little sad.
I don't know if it was my imagination, but I always felt a wind blowing behind my ears. Looking sideways at my brother's drooped head, a terrible thought came to my mind.
Could a monster like my brother really die in such an unexplained way?
I shook my head and got rid of this crazy idea. Behind me, my grandma and mother were walking silently.
The moonlight was like snow, falling on the ground. I carried my brother on my back and hurried back home, silent all the way.
The lights in the room were a little dim, making everyone's faces look a little gloomy.
I placed my brother's body on the small bed and stood still, not knowing what to do.
My mother's low sobbing voice broke the silence. I looked back and saw her lying on her brother's body with tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, Xiaoyang…"
Mom wanted to speak, but grandma interrupted:
"Guixiang, don't be too sad. This is the fate of Xiaoyang. You don't know it. Besides…" Grandma suddenly stopped talking and did not continue.
Fate, that's the word again.
"I know, Mom, but how did Xiaoyang know about his brother's grave? Only a few of us know about that place." Mom wiped her tears and asked.
I knew in my heart that I was the last person to look at my brother. My brother would run away, and I was to blame.
"I, I was busy heating water at that time, so I asked my brother to wait there for me. When I came to my senses, my brother was gone…" I lowered my head and hesitated.
A sharp palm wind hit me, followed by a burst of burning pain.
I covered half of my swollen face and looked at my mother in disbelief, raising her hand that had not yet been put down.
"You clearly know that your brother will not stay there obediently. Are you trying to kill your brother on purpose?" My mother's sharp voice sounded in my ears, which made me feel even more dizzy.
"I didn't…I didn't want to kill my brother!" I explained while shaking my head.
Even though my brother was a monster, I never wanted to kill him.
Besides… I seemed to have thought of something, raised my head and asked, "Besides, that's not a real brother at all, that's obviously an evil god!"
Grandma rushed over and covered my mouth, scolding me bitterly: "How dare you say such things! Gods cannot be offended, you know!"
Then she continued with a heartbroken look: "Besides, there is only one day left for your brother to come back, only one day left!"
Yes, it was only one day away, and my anger immediately subsided. I haven't met my real brother yet.
Seeing my dejected look, grandma didn't say anything more. She just sighed and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Nannan, you go back first. Your mother and I will stay with Xiaoyang for a while."
I responded in a low voice, covering half of my painful face, and slowly exited the room.
Before leaving, I turned my head and glanced at my brother. He was lying quietly on the bed. His blood seemed to have dried up, and his body was so pale that it was almost transparent.
Sorry, Xiaoyang.
It was early summer, and cicadas were already chirping in the countryside all night long. Maybe it was the cicadas, or maybe it was because I was too frightened.
I barely slept that night. I squinted for more than ten minutes until it was almost dawn, but I dreamed that my brother was covered in blood, and those goat eyes looked closely at every place I passed. An inescapable nightmare.
I saw him slowly opening his mouth and saying, "Sister, I'm here to find you."
I woke up screaming, covered in cold sweat, and it took me a long time to recover.
I got up and wanted to drink a glass of water to calm down, but I always felt like someone was staring at me. I looked around and I was the only one in the room.
It was already bright. I shook my head. I guess it was an hallucination caused by being too tired last night.
However, the moment I opened the door and went out, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave.
There were a few strands of long white hair outside the door, exactly the same as those seen countless times before, but the younger brother was clearly dead!
I rushed out in a hurry and saw my mother waving to me: "Nan Nan, come here and help, why are you up so late? Today is your brother's tenth birthday!"
younger brother? Tenth birthday?
I ran over to *** and asked, "Mom, brother, isn't he already dead?"
But she looked at me as if she had seen a ghost, touched my head and said, "This child doesn't even have a fever. He is talking nonsense in broad daylight."
At this time, I heard my grandma shouting to me in front of the hall: "Wei Nan! What are you doing here? You don't know how to help adults!"
I'm completely confused. Could it be that everything last night was just my imagination?
No, no, the swollen half of my cheeks clearly told me that they were all lying.
I seemed to have thought of something, and without saying a word I rushed to the room where my brother's body was placed last night, and saw a scene that I will never forget.
The younger brother was half lying on the bed. His face was still a little pale, but he was much better than last night. The wound on his chest and the raised ribs seemed to be a nightmare. Now they have all recovered, and not even the slightest wound can be seen.
What surprised me even more was that the eyes that scared me the most in the past, the square pupils that always stared at me, actually returned to their normal appearance.
The younger brother in front of me looked at me with some confusion and confusion in his eyes, and at the same time asked: "Nan Nan?"
His voice was a little hoarse. This was the first time I heard my brother speak normally.
"…Xiaoyang? Are you Xiaoyang?" I asked nervously.
"No, I'm not, I'm your brother, Wei Wen." He smiled softly and explained.
I thought I was stimulated too much, so I swallowed and asked again: "Aren't you Xiaoyang?"
"Xiaoyang, no, to be precise, the monster evil god died last night. He was like this when I woke up. Nannan, I am your brother."
My head was buzzing. Thinking about it carefully, I never had a deep impression of my brother Wei Wen.
Or maybe it’s because this past experience hasn’t been mentioned in our family for so long.
There is a 5-year age difference between me and him, but when I was ten years old, when my mother was just pregnant with my brother, my brother drowned in the river.
What is even more devastating is that not long after his brother died, his father was killed by a machine due to improper operation while working on the construction site.
Although I received some compensation, I lost two relatives in a short period of time. My grandmother fainted several times, and my mother stayed at home all day and even went on a hunger strike.
If it weren’t for my younger brother, it’s certain that our family would have broken up by then.
Thinking about it again, for me when I was young, my brother and I were not too close, but he often took care of my younger sister. He would always bring me a lot of delicious food and fun things. When the older children in the village bullied me, Will step forward to help me teach them a lesson.
In short, most of my impressions of my brother are good.
Now my dead brother is standing in front of me. I can't believe it. After all, I have never seen this strange family ghost come back from the dead.
"Nannan, I know it's hard for you to believe this. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it has something to do with mom and grandma."
What my brother said made me fall into deep thought. Indeed, I clearly saw my brother not breathing with my own eyes, but it was just last night and nothing happened.
Thinking about their performance just now, it further supports my guess.
I decided to ask them.
Before turning around and leaving, I asked my brother hesitantly, "Brother, are you really gone?"
My brother was stunned for a moment, then nodded towards me.
At this moment, my mother suddenly walked in and saw my brother half-sitting on the bed, and she was so excited that she cried.
"Is that you? Xiaowen?" Mom said cautiously.
"Mom, it's me." My brother responded.
"You're finally back, you're finally back, it's been ten years. Do you know how hard my mom has been in these ten years?" After hearing my brother's accurate answer, my mom couldn't help crying and said.
It's understandable that any mother would be unable to control herself when her dead son comes back to life.
I wisely stood aside and said nothing, watching the heartwarming scene of their mother and son reuniting.
The mother was constantly expressing her longing for her son, but there was absolutely no grief for her little son who had just died. This was really wrong.
Just when I couldn't help but ask questions, my brother stopped talking and said sternly to my mother:
"Mom, I want to go for a walk."
My mother was stunned for a moment, and then responded continuously: "Okay, let's go for a walk. Mom will take you out to see. A lot of changes have taken place in the village in the past ten years."
Seeing that my mother was about to take my brother away, I wanted to stop my mother and ask for details. However, the next second, I saw my brother who wanted to stand up fell heavily to the ground. He tried to get up but fell to the ground again.
I watched his face turn blue and yellow, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
The mother seemed very panicked and tried to pull her brother up over and over again, but in the end they all ended in failure.
A cruel fact faced us and we had to face it: my brother was paralyzed.
This was a huge blow to the mother who had just reunited with her son. She forced her will to put her brother on the bed, then looked at me and said, "Nan Nan, watch your brother. I'll be right back."
After saying that, she rushed out of the door. I knew that she was going to discuss with her grandma.
After all, my brother's sudden return and sudden unexplained paralysis were too difficult for our family, a broken ship rocking in the wind and rain, to bear it.
But I haven't had time to ask about the truth about my brother's resurrection from the dead.
I looked at my brother who was sitting on the bed and collapsed. I wanted to comfort him many times but didn't know what to say.
After all, this body is not his, right?
Grandma came back soon. She frowned and looked at her brother who was half lying on the bed, with the village chief following behind her.
When I saw the village chief, I couldn't help but shrink back. I didn't want to see this person.
Whether it was the eyes that were always wandering on me or the body that I pretended to touch inadvertently, it all made me feel extremely sick.
When he saw me, he smiled with deep meaning in his eyes, but he didn't stay for too long. He looked at his brother on the bed, walked around him and observed him a few times, then lifted the quilt and pressed his lower limbs for a long time. The old god said: "This situation is a bit serious…"
Grandma became anxious when she heard this. She grabbed the village chief's arm and asked, "What's going on? Old Wei, please tell me clearly!"
The village chief stabilized his body and then said: "This is because the soul was injured when it entered the body. If it is a physical injury, forget it. Resurrection from the dead is a way to go against the will of heaven. There is really no other way at the moment." Good idea."
Grandma heard the hidden meaning and asked hurriedly: "Old Wei, tell me what you can do. No matter how difficult it is, I will help my grandson solve it. He can't live like this for the rest of his life, Old Wei."
The village chief hesitated for a while and suddenly looked at me, and I suddenly felt bad.
Sure enough, I saw his mouth opening and closing, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is a way, which is to give birth to the goat god's child, the goat son, and cook the goat's heart to cure Xiaowen's disease."
"It's just that when a goat child is born, she must be a daughter who is extremely close to the goat god. My grandfather once found the relevant secret technique. I have a way to make the selected woman pregnant with the goat child. Don't worry about this, but this woman is Who, you guys, do your best to think carefully.”
After I finished speaking, I felt my body shaking uncontrollably. The village chief's hidden message was that the person who gave birth to the goat was me, Wei Nan.
My brother and I are not actually close, but for no reason, I knew that the chosen girl must be me.
Sure enough, after the village chief finished speaking, grandma and *** looked at me in unison. The half-expectation in their eyes pushed me hard into the ice cave.
"Nannan, just give birth to a child, you don't want…your brother to live like this for the rest of his life, right?" My mother looked at me gently and said softly.
Just giving birth to a child… I couldn't help but sneer. In an instant, as if I had discovered all the truth, I asked in a hoarse voice:
"From the beginning, you knew that my brother would die, right? That's why grandma kept saying that this was the fate of the goat babysitter. Even my brother's return was planned by you. It was not a coincidence at all!"
Grandma's eyes became dark and unclear. After listening to my words, she rolled her eyes a few times and immediately said: "That's not your brother, that's just a monster. Nan Nan, isn't it good that your brother is back now? For your brother's sake." To live a healthy life, you just have to give birth to a child, there is nothing you can’t do!”
The fierceness in her words suddenly appeared, and I still wanted to struggle and shouted: "But I am not close to my brother, I can't help it, I can't give birth to that child!"
The village chief suddenly laughed softly and heard him say: "Nannan, your brother, didn't he grow up fed by your blood? How come he is not close to you? Your brother likes you the most. of."
I couldn't quite hear what he said next, and I remembered the countless days I was spied on, the countless nights I woke up from nightmares, and the long-term anemia, all of which were explained at this moment.
It turns out that my younger brother was raised with my blood.
I looked at my grandma and mother in disbelief. It turned out that was all this planned from the beginning?
I suddenly felt weak all over and collapsed softly. I happened to turn my head and saw my brother looking at me with a bit of pity and a bit of happiness in his eyes.
I saw him open his mouth and said softly: "Sorry, Nan Nan."
Brother, oh no, it should be said that my brother’s tenth birthday was very grand.
The unstoppable smiles in the eyes of grandma and mother and the compliments from the guests outside all showed the importance of this banquet.
Everyone was happy except me who was tied up inside the house.
Speaking of which, it is because of my brother's contribution that although there are only two orphans and one mother, our family has become one of the richest families in the village. It is precisely because of this that the relatives and friends who looked down on my family in the past have gradually turned to fawning over me.
There were also many people who wanted to introduce my mother to remarry, but my mother always used my brother and me as an excuse to shirk it. As time went by, no one came to introduce me to them without knowledge.
Now it seems that everything should be for my brother.
But what I don't understand is that her brother is obviously her own flesh and blood, and he will soon return to normal, so why is she so obsessed with resurrecting a person who has been dead for ten years regardless of the child in front of her.
Moreover, can a dead person really be resurrected? I don't know what kind of magic they used, but I don't have much closeness to the brother in front of me after ten years of absence. I just feel an indescribable strangeness.
Just like now, they didn't know where they got the wheelchair to push their brother out to attend the banquet.
Faced with the "brother" who suddenly regained consciousness, my mother only used the excuse of recovering from a serious illness. No one suspected anything more. I stood by the window and saw that although my brother was a little pale, he looked very excited and seemed to be able to deal with guests in the crowd with ease. .
But he clearly had the mind of a 10-year-old before he died.
I stayed in that small room for a whole day. It wasn't until it got late and the banquet was over that the door was opened with a creaking sound.
I looked up and it was my brother.
He was facing the light and could not see his face clearly. I could only hear him saying to me: "Nannan, you are getting more and more beautiful as you grow up."
I said to him angrily: "After all, it's been ten years."
He continued: "Nannan, do you want to die in this small village all your life? As long as you are willing to marry the village chief, our family will continue to live together happily. Isn't that good?"
I frowned in confusion, looked at him and asked, "I won't, and I can't stay like this for the rest of my life. Don't want me to marry that person, and don't try to seduce me with any sweet words. I won't listen!"
He touched my face, but I turned my head to avoid him, and I heard him say: "In that case, then you just stay here and wait to get married!" There was a hint of harshness in his tone.
After saying that, I was about to open the door and leave. I shouted something bad and quickly stopped him: "Wait!"
He looked back at me with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Have you figured it out?"
I saw his head hanging down, and then looked at his legs hanging limply on the wheelchair. I gritted my teeth and said to him, "Well, brother, can you help me untie them?"
Seeing that he was a little doubtful, I added: "I have figured it out. The most important thing is that our family lives well together."
Seeing what I said, he did not doubt that he was there, showed a big smile, and came to my side to loosen my bonds.
I saw his low body and the exposed back of his head, and resisted the thought of knocking him unconscious. After all, it was not the most suitable time yet.
The moonlight was like water, illuminating the path in front of the village, and I had a plan in mind.
After my grandma and mother learned that I was willing to marry the village chief, their attitude towards me changed a lot. It was as if nothing had happened, and our family returned to its previous appearance overnight.
My wedding is scheduled for the end of this month, and there is still about a week left, enough for me to think about how to escape.
Life is still going on as before. Grandma works in the fields on weekdays, and my mother is always working outside all day long, so there are only two people in the house, my brother and me.
They weren't worried that I would run away, and that's probably true. In this village in the mountains, I had no relatives and no source of funds. In addition, I had always been docile in front of them. In their eyes, my wanting to run away might be a big deal. It's extremely unrealistic.
But I can't fulfill their wishes like before.
During the day, I took care of my brother and took care of the housework as usual. My brother always said apologetic words to me, but I couldn't help feeling sick. He always touched my body, cheeks and hands seemingly unintentionally, even though I avoided them all one by one, which only made me feel more disgusted with him.
The brother in front of me is no longer the warm and caring brother in his memory.
In my spare time, I would sit at the door and look at the path in front of the village and meditate, thinking about how to escape from this devil's cave.
I have walked the road out of the village many times, but I know that road is impassable. I have no means of transportation that can allow me to escape quickly. Once discovered, I will be easily captured. I can only take another route. Take the less traveled path.
However, it was early summer and the vegetation was lush. If I wanted to escape successfully, I would have to stay in the mountains for several days. In addition to the basic necessities, food, housing and transportation after I went out, I realized that I had to be fully prepared.
We still have to wait for an opportunity, and this opportunity is coming soon.
The week passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the agreed wedding date. The village chief insisted on holding a wedding. The implication was that I would have a legitimate identity to give birth to a goat, and then divorce in the future.
What a ridiculous statement, but my mother and grandma just believed it, or were too anxious to cure my brother, and didn't care what a terrible disaster it was for me.