Our mother was at the stairway When she saw me coming downstairs, she busied herself by saying, “Alfred, you're hungry, aren't you? I personally made a lot of delicious food. Come and try it.”
I blurted out, “There must be a demon when things go wrong, this pussy is deceitful!”
Carissa, who was walking behind me, almost laughed out loud. Our mother's face turned ugly, but she still hung on to her smile.
“Come on, Alfred. You should pay more attention to your words in the future. You can't be so rude like this, okay?”
I was also hungry at that moment. It would be a waste if I didn't eat, so I went to the dining room. In the dining room, our father, Ferdinand and Richard were having a meal.
Richard was well-behaved, but there was a cunning look between his eyebrows. This kind of person, I had seen a lot in the village. They didn't have much ability, but they were a little smart.
I did not pay attention to them. I sat down to eat.
Richard suddenly said, “Hey, you have to greet our dad. This is too impolite if you ignored him like this. If eating can't plug your mouth, you'll eat some shit.”
I laughed coldly and said, “You don't have to find ways to force me to leave, Richard. Because I don't need you to force me, okay? I'll leave after dinner.”
Richard was very agitated and said, “Alfred, how can you say that, I never wanted to force you to leave. Otherwise, it's better for me to go. After all, this is your home, Alfred. I'm the one who stole your life!”
I replied briefly, “Stop! You are too dramatic, Richard. You don't need to put gold on your face. I never told you before that since the first day I started school, I've been number one in the whole school year. I've won all kinds of competitions.”
I glared at Richard for a while. “So what do you have? How could you steal my life if you weren't the best like me?”
Richard was still looking at me sarcastically. I said arrogantly, “You don't think that being born into a rich family is everything in life, do you? You can't eat four dishes in your life with that perception.”
I stared at him and continued, “By the way, I remind you that I'm not in a good mood right now. So, please, don't come and mess with me or someone will die between us.”
“Stop, Alfred. It’s enough! It's in the middle of dinner.”
Our father slapped the table. I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him now. It was more important to eat than talk with him.