Reborn on My Brother's Birthday

My 6-year-old brother poured paraquat into the potato jar, so I threw the potatoes away with the jar for the safety of the whole family.

My grandmother, Madison, knew it and beat me, saying that I was a bitch who wasted food.

When my father, Quinn Parker, came back and saw that there was no food, he kicked me hard in the stomach twice.

In the end, I died tragically at home because I didn't receive timely medical treatment for kidney bleeding.

When I opened my eyes again, I watched coldly as my brother, Liam Parker, unscrewed the paraquat.

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Liam picked up the bottle of paraquat, took a look at it, unscrewed the lid and poured the thick black liquid into the potato jar.

"What are you doing? Grandma told you to go to the store and buy me some ice creams. Why don't you go now?"

I put away the smile on my face and turned to look outside the door.

Just like in my previous life, Madison waved a kitchen knife at me and yelled, "You bastard, did you hear me talking to you? Go buy your brother an ice cream. If you make Liam cry, I will beat you up!"

I picked up a dollar on the table and walked out. Madison was killing a chicken by the well.

Today was July 14th, which was also Liam's birthday, the most important day in our family.

Ever since Liam was born, I no longer had the right to celebrate my birthday. Every time, my mother, Nicole, would just give me two eggs to deal with it.

"Grandma, Liam poured paraquat into the potato jar. The potato is inedible. Should we throw them away?" I reminded grandma.

Last life, I took the liberty of throwing out the potatoes. I was insulted and beaten by my family and died tragically at home.

In this life, I just mentioned Madison. And they could decide how to deal with the potatoes later.

In this life, I respected the fate of others and let go of the desire to help others.

Grandma frowned and glared at me fiercely.

"You have no idea how expensive these potatoes are. We just wash the potatoes and eat it. Go buy some ice creams for your brother!"

I didn't answer and walked towards the store.

When I came back, Madison was washing the potatoes.

Nicole walked into the house carrying a box of cakes. I looked at her with envy.

After my brother was born, they would buy him a millet cake for every birthday to celebrate, but I never tasted one.

When Liam was young, the cake was only given to Quinn. When he grew up, it was only given to him and Quinn.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and help your grandma wash the potatoes. You are so lazy!" Nicole looked displeased when she saw me standing there.

I picked up a bucket and looked at Nicole flatteringly, "Today is Liam's birthday. I will go to the river to get some fishes to add to the family's meal."

My hands were constantly wounded from doing farm work all year round. And I was at risk of poisoning if I came into contact with even a little bit of paraquat.

Nicole showed me a rare smile and said, "Okay. Today is your brother's birthday. We finish our meal early and then eat the cakes."