Today was July 14th, which was also Liam's birthday, the most important day in our family.
Ever since Liam was born, I no longer had the right to celebrate my birthday. Every time, my mother, Nicole, would just give me two eggs to deal with it.
"Grandma, Liam poured paraquat into the potato jar. The potato is inedible. Should we throw them away?" I reminded grandma.
Last life, I took the liberty of throwing out the potatoes. I was insulted and beaten by my family and died tragically at home.
In this life, I just mentioned Madison. And they could decide how to deal with the potatoes later.
In this life, I respected the fate of others and let go of the desire to help others.
Grandma frowned and glared at me fiercely.
"You have no idea how expensive these potatoes are. We just wash the potatoes and eat it. Go buy some ice creams for your brother!"
I didn't answer and walked towards the store.
When I came back, Madison was washing the potatoes.
Nicole walked into the house carrying a box of cakes. I looked at her with envy.
After my brother was born, they would buy him a millet cake for every birthday to celebrate, but I never tasted one.