Luna held up the pocket watch frivolously and the silver watch chain hung on her face. "Isn't it just a broken watch, then how could you grab me? Husband, look at the back of my hand, I just spent two hours maintaining it."
My father looked at my mother with disgust, "Why are you becoming more and more ignorant? It's Luna's 50th birthday. It's rare that she likes a watch like this. What's wrong with you cannot give it to her to play with?"
A surge of anger surged me up. I strode over and pushed the two servants away, "Take your dirty hands and let go of my mother."
I snatched my mother's pocket watch, put it in her hand and hugged her tightly, "Mom, it's okay. It's okay. No one will take your watch."
My mother hugged the pocket watch tightly to her heart as she was sobbing. Meanwhile, my tears couldn't help falling. It dropped little by little on my arm.
My mother wiped my tears in panic, "Don't cry, my dear."
My father's face darkened and he slapped me on the head, "You rebellious girl, why don't you give the watch to Luna? She has worked hard for our family for 20 years and you treat her like this?"