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During the treatment, the stepmother's uterus was bleeding profusely, and the doctor cut off her uterus as a last resort.

The stepmother lost the child and lost the right to have another child.She cried so heartbreakingly that my sister and I were too scared to speak out.

Dad was taking care of his stepmother when he received a call.

The boss said that there was a very important client coming, so he asked Dad to accompany the client quickly.

Dad said that he wanted to ask for leave to take care of his miscarried wife.

The boss said, if you don't come today, pack your bags and leave.

Dad went to the company.

The stepmother's own mother came to take care of the stepmother.When the old lady saw us, her eyebrows were cold and cold, and she made all kinds of accusations and curses.

I took my sister home, took the money in the piggy bank, and bought instant noodles.

My sister said, brother, I want to eat vegetables and meat.

I said, bear with it, there will be vegetables and meat to eat in a few days.

The stepmother was discharged from the hospital. She lost a lot of weight and her mental state was not good.

One day, the old lady sprained her ankle and couldn't come to make supplements for her stepmother.Taking the remaining pocket money, I ran to a nearby restaurant and ordered a pigeon soup.

After drinking the pigeon soup, the stepmother's health will be better, and it will also ease our relationship with the stepmother, I think.

Pigeon soup takes a long time, I waited almost two hours in the restaurant.

Then, I go home. . .

I dare not recall anymore, and began to pay attention to the progress of this dark story.

Father finished eating and went out to work again.The stepmother went back to wash the dishes.

And I followed the story line, took the 'brother' bag of bones and buried it under the juniper tree.At this time, the juniper tree suddenly gave out a dazzling light like a flame, and the branches flapped like hands, and a beautiful bird flew out of the center of the tree, singing a beautiful and strange song.

"My mother killed me,

my daddy is eating me,

My sister sits at the bottom of the table,

picked up my bones and buried them,

Buried under a cold stone tablet. "

The sound of the bird is so familiar, it seems to be. . .Boss voice!

Boss him. . .He turned into a bird?

The birds sang songs, and everyone was fascinated by it.The goldsmith gave the bird a gold chain, and the shoemaker gave the bird a pair of leather shoes.The bird fluttered to the mill again, and put a millstone around its neck.

I followed the bird to the goldsmith's house, the shoemaker's house, and the mill.It is found that the goldsmith has the face of his father's boss, the shoemaker has the face of his neighbor's uncle, and the door of the mill is engraved with a mobile phone pattern.

I looked up and listened to the magnetic voice of the boss's domineering president coming out of a bird's mouth. Such a cute contrast made me laugh out loud, and the sadness dissipated a lot.

Then the bird flew home again.It gave the gold chain to my father and the leather shoes to me. Finally, he flew to the stepmother.

The song began to be sung.

"My mother killed me,

my daddy is eating me,

My sister sits at the bottom of the table,

picked up my bones and buried them,

Buried under a cold stone tablet. "

When the stepmother heard the song it sang, she was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.