My mom? Didn't my mom run away 20 years ago because our family was poor?
With a lot of doubt, I asked, "Why is my mother down here?"
While I was shocked, my father immediately adopted a scoundrel look, dusted himself off, and sat lazily on the high wooden threshold of the old house. "She committed suicide by jumping into the well," he said disdainfully.
Upon hearing that, I was furious and yelled at him in front of everyone, "Didn't you always say that my mother ran away because of our family's poverty? How come now she committed suicide? Which of your words is true?"
My dad retorted, "I said that because I was afraid that you were too young to accept it!"
I didn't know how to respond, so I asked doubtfully, "Why not bury her in the tomb in the back mountain?"
Unexpectedly, my father gnashed his teeth and said angrily, "She didn't deserve it!"
These three words immediately ignited a fury within me. I yelled, "But you couldn't bury her under this high threshold! Are you going to let her be trampled by countless people? Do you hate my mother so much that you let me step on her? What's in it for you?"
"This is the rule! Women who commit suicide deserve this punishment!" my father shouted.