Chapter "2"

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After eating lunch, I went out to play

with my brother in the field, while my father went to work cultivating the fields and planting plants. We lived in the countryside, far from the city. “Huh, the country air is really refreshing,” I said, as I walked and opened my arms.

Most of the rural people, like my father, worked in agriculture and agriculture, from which we earned our daily bread. However, the agricultural lands we worked on did not belong to us. Rather, there were people who I once heard my father talk about who were arrogant and controlling these lands and called them “the big landlords.” These people monopolized most of the lands for themselves, while simple people like us almost only owned half of these lands.

I know it's weird that a 10 year old like me would say things like this that only adults like my parents or other people would worry about,But the conditions we are going through force us to adapt to them little by little.

In the evening, just before sunset, my brother and I entered the house after my mother called us. I went to the kitchen to help her while Peter went out again to play with his little ball.

At sunset, my father returned home with Peter holding his ball in his right hand while his left hand held my father’s hand. My mother and I said hello.

"welcome back ".

My father nodded to us, smiling, then Peter shouted:

“Mom, I'm hungry!”

“Okay, go with your father to wash your hands, and you will find the food ready and waiting for you.” (My mom)

Peter laughed and said jokingly

“Haha, will the food really wait for me, mom?”

My father and I laughed at my brother’s funny question, and my father answered with a smile

“Of course the food will wait for you! And do you dare not wait for our Peter?”

My brother nodded with a smile and said confidently:

" This is correct!".

My mother laughed sweetly and gently pinched his cheek, teasing him

“You little brat, well come quickly.”

" Okay!".

My brother nodded enthusiastically and quickly ran to wash his hands. My father looked at my mother and asked her

“What’s for dinner tonight, honey?”

My mother hit my father's shoulder lightly, smiling, and said to him

“You'll know what it is after you wash your hands.”

Dad made a funny angry face and replied

“I am not a little child".

My mother sighed and smiled at him.

“Well, you're not a child, sorry, forgive me.”

My father closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, then crossed his arms across his chest and said to her:

“Okay, I will allow you, but on one condition.”

“Okay, sir, what is your condition then?” My mother answered, still smiling.

My father approached her and whispered something in her ear. I couldn't hear him, but for some reason my mother's face turned red and her facial expressions suddenly changed to anger. She elbowed my father on his chest and he groaned faintly.

“It seems to me that someone is not going to eat dinner tonight.” My mother spoke, and a mysterious smile spread across her mouth as she looked at my father with a threatening look that caught his eye. Then she turned and went towards the kitchen without turning around.

"..."

“...Dad,” I spoke, and my father turned to me.

" What?"

"..can I ask you? ". My dad nodded

“Of course, my little one.”

“What did you say to my mother that made her angry?”

My father was confused and did not seem to expect me to ask him a question like this. He smiled nervously while scratching his face in embarrassment.

“...Oh...that's really...no big deal...”

He seemed to be evading the answer, so his response was not convincing to me.

" Truly?". I asked again, and he nodded “yes” to me, then changed the subject and asked me:

"Aren't you hungry, Lily?" Thinking about it, I'm feeling really hungry, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast this morning.

“Oh..yes, I’m really hungry.” I said frankly, and my father smiled and said:

"Then let's go to the table." I nodded to him and we went to prepare the table, then everyone sat down and we started eating.

After dinner, I collected the dirty dishes with my brother, and my father offered to wash them all on my mother's behalf. He also went to make tea in an attempt to appease her. Then we sat chatting and telling stories all night, listening at ease. After the evening ended, we both went to sleep while thinking about tomorrow.

Late at night... I heard the sound of something, or maybe I was dreaming. It was the sound of people walking. I was able to hear it as I left the window of my room open. This sound was getting closer and closer to our house... from my ears... then...

(Strong knocking sound) *Taf-Taf-Taf!*

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