Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 214 - Jiang Minrou
Chapter 214: Jiang Minrou
Chapter 214: Jiang Minrou
“It’s okay, Sister is just tired. Little sister, you go sleep with Mom,” Ah Xue said to her little sister, shaking her head.
“But… I’m… hungry…” The little sister took a few steps, then came back holding her stomach.
“Why haven’t you given her the food, do you want your little sister to starve?” Jiang Minrou scolded Ah Xue, growing angrier as she watched.
She actually hated Ah Xue.
Hated her even before the apocalypse.
After Ah Xue was born, the son that used to be very close to her, liked Ah Xue more.
He said Ah Xue smelled nice, wanted to sleep with Ah Xue.
But clearly, the son used to sleep with her, saying Mommy smelled nice too.
The son always clung to her, but since Ah Xue was born, he favored Ah Xue more. He didn’t need mom anymore.
And then there was her husband.
Her husband liked to socialize, and before Ah Xue was born, he would stay out late into the night, smoking and drinking…
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But ever since Ah Xue came along.
No matter how late, he always came home, buried his head down, hugged Ah Xue, and said Ah Xue was his power bank.
When Ah Xue called him smelly once, he stopped coming home smelling of cigarettes and alcohol, and other than necessary social events, he stopped drinking.
When Ah Xue faced the middle school exam, father and son acted like it was a huge crisis.
Taking leave from work, cleaning, getting up early to make breakfast.
Especially the son, a boarding high school student who, to make breakfast for Ah Xue, actually ran back home to attend as a day pupil.
Despite her many attempts to have him attend school from home, he refused. Yet for Ah Xue’s simple middle school exam, he ran back.
In his heart, his sister Ah Xue was more important than his mother.
Jiang Minrou knew her mentality was problematic, and she tried very hard to control it, even seeing a psychologist.
She was trying to change.
She kept telling herself that this was her daughter, her daughter, and she shouldn’t be jealous.
She couldn’t be jealous.
Later, she did get much better. Especially after the apocalypse, when she was pregnant with Little Sister.
While she was pregnant, fearing for their safety when her husband and son often had to go out for supplies, she would feel scared.
During those times, Ah Xue would comfort her, give her warm water, tell her stories, tell her jokes, and distract her.
At that time, Jiang Minrou truly treated Ah Xue as her daughter, and she really thought her illness was cured.
But all of this ended when her husband and son died trying to save Ah Xue.
Her illness hadn’t healed; it had worsened.
She realized once again how her husband and son valued Ah Xue more than their own lives.
While they saved Ah Xue, they didn’t think of her, nor did they think of Little Sister who was only a few years old.
Jiang Minrou cried for three days and nights, and her hatred for Ah Xue reached its peak.
She even moved a knife to Ah Xue’s neck once.
But each time she was about to cut, she remembered that Ah Xue was the one whom her husband and son had died to save.
She couldn’t just kill Ah Xue, whose life was saved by her husband and son.
She couldn’t, shouldn’t kill Ah Xue.
Even though she hated Ah Xue like this.
A mother, hating her own daughter so much.
Jiang Minrou knew that her sickness had penetrated deep into her bones.
Ah Xue moved her fingers slightly, lifting her head just enough to look at her mother.
Looking at her hate-filled mother.
Jiang Minrou, pained by that gaze, awkwardly avoided her eyes.
“Quickly give the food to your sister, she’s hungry. How can you as a sister bear to see your little sister starve?”
“Mom, I’m actually not very hungry, I’m sleepy, I will fall asleep. If I sleep, I won’t feel hungry anymore,” Little Sister tugged gently at Jiang Minrou’s hand.
“If you’re hungry, you’re hungry, if you don’t say you’re hungry, your sister won’t feel sorry for you,” Jiang Minrou glared at Ah Xue.
That glance contained who knows how much resentment.
Ah Xue saw her, her expression unchanged.
The mother who gave birth to her hated her.
She knew.
At first, she was in pain.
She didn’t understand; she desperately searched for the reason her mother resented her. She wanted to change; she loved Jiang Minrou; she loved her mother.
She thought it was because she was not good enough to her little sister, so she desperately tried to be good to her, desperately searching for supplies.
But later, she realized that no matter what she did, her mother still didn’t like her.
Because her father and brother died trying to save her, her mother couldn’t forgive her because of that.
She was in so much pain, so much pain.
But this pain, as time passed and as she stayed in Hope Base longer, seemed to fade.
Too tired.
She no longer had the energy to be in pain.
She was so tired; her mind really couldn’t even think about anything else.
Just let it be.
Hate or not, it didn’t matter anymore.
At least, they were still together.
At least, her mother had never thought of killing her.
Her mother just hated her like that.
Sometimes, hate is also a form of love.
Right?
“Take it. Eat less, that’s for tomorrow…” Ah Xue just felt drained.
Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Minrou, along with her little sister, rummaged through all the food reserved for tomorrow. Jiang Minrou fed her little sister while swallowing her own food.
In a flash, they finished the food that should have been saved for the next day.
Ah Xue’s unfinished words got stuck in her throat.
What could she say?
What more could she say?
After eating, Jiang Minrou glanced at her, “Ah Xue, look at what shape your little sister is in from hunger. With so little food, you still hide and hoard.”
Ah Xue: “…”
Ah Xue didn’t want to talk; she was tired, really tired.
Sometimes she even hated herself, wondering why it wasn’t her who died.
It could have been just her that died.
Why did her father and brother come back to save her?
Did someone like her even deserve to live?
If her father and brother were still alive, they would definitely not be so frugal with food; they would never let the little sister go to sleep hungry.
They loved the little sister so much; they would have made sure she ate well every day.
Unlike her, only causing her little sister to cry from hunger every day.
Ah Xue clutched her stomach.
Nor was it like her, busy all day barely able to feed herself.
If only she had been the one who died back then.
Then her mother might have loved her forever instead of looking at her with such hateful eyes.
If it weren’t for the need to support her little sister, her mother probably wished she would disappear from her sight forever.
Ah Xue gave a self-mocking smirk.
It would be nice if she could live at 16 forever, repeating the same age, though monotonous, but it was also happy.
Too tired, though her stomach was still growling. But Ah Xue was used to falling asleep in hunger.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
After Jiang Minrou ate something, and with some food in her stomach, she was not sleepy for a while. After lulling her sister to sleep and looking at Ah Xue with her short, dirty hair, the disgust in her eyes was almost overflowing.
