I angrily demanded an explanation but was kicked out of the house on a rainy night.
***
I looked through the crack in the door and saw my family happily planning to sell me. I became furious, my eyes turned red, and my body couldn't stop trembling.
Family ties were nothing compared to interests.
It turned out that all my hard work and dedication over the years were a joke.
They only wanted my money.
They only wanted to squeeze out the last bit of value from me.
Suddenly, my mother pushed open the kitchen door.
When she saw me standing outside, she was first surprised, then she awkwardly smiled and said, "Ursula, I was just about to tell you to eat with us."
"Really? It seems you're about to finish."
I took a deep breath, held back my tears, and said.
"What... What do you mean? Are you blaming me? I'm your mother. How can you be so disrespectful?"
When my mother realized she was in the wrong, she started to act unreasonably and find fault with me.
"I am too respectful to the elderly and love the young too much. That's why you all bully me."
Trembling, I continued, "I paid for the house. I paid for the family's monthly living expenses, which are 15,000 dollars.