She really wished she were an orphan

  I hadn't even entered the house when I heard the commotion coming from inside. I had a pretty good idea of what was happening in there.

  As soon as the door opened, I saw Chen Sang sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face. Next to her sat a middle-aged woman, who was Chen Sang's mother. It is said that she was very beautiful when she was young and had been with several rich men. However, now she was obese and her face was covered in dark spots, which even heavy foundation couldn't cover up.

  Chen Sang's mom saw me coming back and enthusiastically called out to me, "Little Wen". I smiled politely. She walked over, smiling at me and said, "Little Wen, Auntie is a bit short on cash lately, can you lend some money?

  She must have lost again at gambling, owed a debt, Chen Sang refused to give her money, so she shifted her attention to me, she really didn't show any courtesy.

  Chen Sang suddenly stood up, pushed her hard, and turned around to let me go straight into the bedroom, ignoring his mother. Chen Sang's mom, with a plump body, bumped into the coffee table, possibly hitting her lower back, she knelt on the floor, crying with snot dripping onto the floor, she hugged Chen Sang's legs and begged, saying that she owed 400,000 yuan, if they didn't give her the money, tomorrow someone would cut off her hands.

  Chen Sang kicked the stool next to her, and it flew out and hit the wall. Chen Sang glared at her mother's nose and scolded, "Last month you wanted 200,000, now it's 400,000, do you think I'm a printing press? Even a printing press isn't that fast! You like to gamble, don't you? Losing an arm is just a warning, let's see if you dare to gamble again!"

  Chen Sang's mother saw that the trick didn't work, so she got up and rushed into Chen Sang's room. Chen Sang ran over to block her, but his mother slapped him hard in the face and pushed him away, cursing loudly: "I'm just asking you for some money, but you won't give it to me! You're not afraid of being struck by lightning! I was wrong to have given birth to you. When you were born, I should have strangled you and thrown you into a urine bucket to soak for three days and nights!"

  Chen Sang's face was printed with a red five-finger mark, Chen Sang kicked her mother's knee and she fell to the floor with a thud. Chen Sang glared at her mother and retorted "You gave birth to me, have you ever raised me? With a mother like you, I'd rather die as soon as I was born."

  Chen Sang's mother was obviously not giving up, taking advantage of Chen Sang's inattention to sneak into the room. The two people started fighting again in the bedroom, but Chen Sang's mother was twice as big as Chen Sang. Before long, Chen Sang's mother ran out with a bunch of Red Bull cans.

  The farce in front of me happens two or three times a month, at first I would persuade him with good words, later I became numb, and Chen Sang didn't let me intervene either.

  I walked into Chen Sang's room and saw her lying on the floor, her hair disheveled, with several bloody scratches on her arm from fingernails. I squatted down to help Chen Sang up, using antiseptic water to clean her wounds.

  Chen Sang didn't say a word, her eyes fixed on the seashells on the cabinet. A moment later, she rushed over and picked up the shells as if to smash them on the floor, but instead turned around and threw them onto the bed. I knew that when she was young, her mother had followed an old boss out to sea and brought back a few shells for her.

  She flung herself at me and buried her face in my chest, I didn't know if she was crying because she made no sound. I held her like a mother would, my right hand gently patting her back.

  I heard her whispering to me that she really wished she was an orphan.