On New Year's Eve, Dad brought home a bottle of expensive whiskey. Grandma, afraid it would expire, insisted on putting it in the refrigerator. Unexpectedly, my little brother mistook it for soda and was about to drink it. I stopped him just in time. After I explained the dangers of drinking chilled hard liquor, my brother pointed at Grandma and cursed her out. Afterward, Grandma held a grudge against me, thinking I was meddling and causing a rift between her and her precious grandson. When I had been studying for the civil service exam for three years, Grandma put sleeping pills in my milk. She secretly sent me to a tattoo parlor. She gloated: "I want to see how you can take the civil service exam with tattoos!" With tattoos, my three years of hard work went down the drain. Unable to bear the blow, I jumped from a high building. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that New Year's Eve. Drink! Drink it all! 1 "You money-losing brat, get out of the way!" Grandma slammed her cane heavily onto me. The pain cleared my thoughts. I blinked and quickly stepped aside. Seeing me so compliant, Grandma's anger subsided significantly. She was clutching something bulging in her arms. She walked towards the refrigerator in the kitchen. I turned my head and glanced at my parents in the living room. I had no urge to warn them. Grandma opened the fridge, unwrapped the box in her arms. Revealing a distinctive bottle. She squeezed it into the crowded fridge. After placing it, Grandma smiled with satisfaction. At that moment, my six-year-old brother, Liam, woke up. He ran barefoot towards me. "Sis, give me a piggyback ride!" He skillfully jumped on my back, pulling my hair. "Get down quickly, I want a piggyback ride!" My parents acted as if they didn't see anything, making no move to stop him. Instead, Grandma, seeing me motionless, raised her cane again. "Didn't you hear my precious grandson? Give him a ride!" My gaze fixed on the refrigerator, then quietly moved away. "Okay, piggyback ride." After all, my brother's status at home was like a prince. No one dared to disobey him. If he was unhappy, he could tear the roof off, literally. 2 In my past life, Grandma was afraid the expensive whiskey would expire. She secretly put it in the refrigerator. Liam got tired of playing and went to the fridge for a drink. I watched him pick and choose in the fridge. He chose the chilled whiskey. Even though I disliked this brother who was arrogant and domineering at such a young age. But blood is thicker than water, so I grabbed the bottle away. "This is liquor, kids can't drink it, especially chilled liquor." I explained the dangers to Liam. Grandma claimed she meant well. But Liam pointed at her nose and cursed: "You old hag, are you trying to kill me on purpose?" Even my parents became dissatisfied with Grandma. "Mom, you're really getting old and confused!" I thought this was just a small episode, but who knew Grandma would hold a grudge against me. She felt I did it on purpose to sow discord. Knowing she put the liquor in, but not reminding her to take it out. Waiting for Liam to drink it before exposing her. Just to alienate her from Liam. During the time I prepared for the civil service exam for three years. Grandma put sleeping pills in my milk. She drugged me and sent me to a tattoo parlor. "I want to see how you can take the exam with tattoos, hmph!" When I woke up and saw the tattoos all over my body, I almost fainted. I questioned Grandma furiously, but she didn't care at all. "A money-losing girl like you wants a government job? That spot is for my grandson in the future, you don't deserve it!" Grandma was ignorant; she thought a family could only have one spot. But her ignorance ruined me! After learning what Grandma did, my parents just remained silent. Finally, they advised me. "Forget it, it's done, you can't make your grandma pay with her life!" I did everything I could just to escape this family. I prepared for this exam for three full years. I completely broke down. Unable to bear the blow, I jumped from the rooftop. However, after death, my soul didn't dissipate immediately. Instead, I saw a harmonious scene at home. My parents were praising Grandma for doing well. "Since the girl can't take the exam anymore, she can peacefully marry and earn a dowry for our family!" Liam lay in Grandma's arms, clapping his hands: "Grandma is awesome! Only I am the hope of this family!" I didn't understand. If so, why did they give birth to me? Why let me go to college? Why agree to let me take the exam? And why watch Grandma ruin me? Before my soul dissipated, I heard the answer. "Hmph! Letting her go to college was just to get a better price when she marries. She even wanted a government job!" "It's good she's dead, there's a big compensation payout. This is much more profitable than marrying her off!" I thought I was dead. Who knew, I opened my eyes and returned to New Year's Eve. It seems even God couldn't stand it. Gave me a chance to start over. 3 Liam pulled my hair. He found a small leather whip from somewhere. And whipped me again and again. Grandma clapped and shouted happily: "My grandson looks like a king, he will achieve great things in the future!" Liam beamed with joy. Don't be fooled by his age; he knows a lot. My eyes grew cold, and as I lowered my head, a sneer appeared. "Liam, don't go through the fridge, there's stuff kids can't drink in there." My voice was very low, only Liam could hear. Liam's reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window paused, his eyes darting around. He quickly climbed off me. "Playing with you is boring." I got up quickly and deliberately flattered him: "Liam is a little adult now, of course you should play games for adults!" After speaking, I turned and left, leaving Liam standing there. Seeming to be thinking about something. I went into the kitchen and proactively took over the New Year's Eve dinner for the family. By the way, I placed the whiskey in the most conspicuous spot in the fridge. I made all the dishes heavy in flavor. Heavy oil and salt. One bite would require three or four glasses of water. During the meal, I poured a glass of red wine for Dad. Dad was reluctant to drink the whiskey. Said he wanted to save it for when Liam gets into college. "Dad, you worked hard this year, I toast to you." Seeing me like this, Grandma couldn't help but mock: "Damn girl, always pretending." Dad shook his head at Grandma and drank the wine I toasted with a smile. At this moment, I was still the sensible and filial daughter in their hearts. My parents didn't intend to turn against me yet. Seeing this, Liam also held an empty glass, clamoring to drink. Dad quickly stopped him: "You're still young, kids can't drink!" Just as Liam was about to throw a tantrum, Grandma hugged him. "Oh, Grandma's good grandson, knowing to drink at such a young age, you'll be amazing when you grow up!" I smiled without speaking. Soon, chatter started at the table. No one noticed Liam had slipped away. 4 Dad drank until his face was red, constantly bragging about his youthful feats. "When I was young, who didn't suck up to me? I just looked down on their hypocrisy, otherwise I'd be a big boss now!" I echoed: "Dad is still amazing now, and our Liam will definitely be a dragon among men in the future!" These stories were repeated almost every year at the dinner table. Dad did have some skills when he was young. He was a famous carpenter around here; everyone wanted him to make furniture for their weddings. But he was self-righteous and never listened to customers' opinions. He only cared about his own preferences, and over time, people stopped asking him to make furniture. The current apartment was allocated from the village demolition. Without the demolition compensation, our family would have starved. Dad bragged about those tiny achievements every year without shame. Halfway through, Liam pulled Dad's arm: "Dad, I'm thirsty, I want a drink!" Dad was still immersed in his world, and Grandma had happily drunk a few glasses too. "Go get it from the fridge yourself!" Liam's eyes darted around, and he moved a small stool into the kitchen. I couldn't help curling my lips, pretending to be drunk and lying on the table. After a while, a loud noise came from the kitchen. I peeked through a slit, seeing Grandma's face change suddenly, jumping up from her chair. My parents sobered up a bit too. "Is Liam in the kitchen?" "Liam?" "Liam!" My parents shouted a few times, no response. They quickly pulled chairs and rushed into the kitchen. I boldly opened my eyes; the kitchen faced the balcony. Through the reflection, I could see what was happening inside. Liam burped drunkenly with a red face and patted his stomach. "I drank alcohol, I'm an adult too!" And the noise just now. Was the sound of the bottle hitting the floor. Dad went up and shook it, finding the bottle empty. Obviously, Liam drank it all.
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