I covered my head, endured the dizziness, and stood up to confront my mother:
"He just called Sherry and me worthless little brats!"
My mother glared:
"I heard it!"
"Children's words are innocent, you're just taking it too seriously!"
I was stunned.
My mother's words pierced my heart like a sharp knife.
She heard it?
So, she had been secretly observing the living room from the moment I walked in? She saw my nephew hit me with a teacup, heard him scold me and my daughter, and pretended to be oblivious the entire time. But just when I was about to teach my nephew a lesson, she suddenly stood up and pushed me from behind, slamming me against the coffee table.
I gasped, but continued to stare at my mother in disbelief, pointing at the bloody hole in my forehead.
"Mom, he hit my forehead like that, and you're really not going to do anything about it?"
My mother said, "Why did he hit you? Don't you know why? You promised to take him to buy snacks, and what happened?"
My mother narrowed her eyes and looked at me with a determined expression:
"Marjorie, you're actually quite nitpicky!"
"Because your brother didn't give you the money reimbursed by his medical insurance, you're angry and deliberately not buying snacks for your nephew! Am I right?"
"You're my child, don't I know you?"
"Your brother and sister-in-law will be home soon. I advise you to put away your petty thoughts!"
As I spoke, the doorbell rang.
My nephew immediately ran to open the door.
It was my brother, who had taken my sister-in-law home for lunch. As soon as my sister-in-law walked in and saw my red eyes, she immediately started to panic:
"Marjorie, are you crying? Do you know it's unlucky for a married daughter to return to her parents' home and cry?"
"Do you want our whole family to suffer with you?"
My brother's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, my nephew threw himself into his arms, aggrieved.
"Dad, Aunt Sherry is a big liar! She promised to buy me snacks, but didn't want to pay!"
"Not only did she come to our house and eat and drink for free, she also pinned me down and spanked me!"
My brother was furious. Without a word, he rushed over and kicked me in the stomach:
"You're outrageous! I can't even bear to spank my own son, so how could you, an outsider, do that?"
He kicked me and sent me to the ground.
A sharp pain shot through my lower back. I must have broken a rib. The pain made me gasp.