There was a waning moon hanging in the sky, and the dark clouds were edged with gold.
Maya opened her mouth and was about to cry, "Sister-in-law, look, my brother is mean to me again." Then she continued, "He has been mean to me since I was a child... He has never taken care of me, but he is mean to me..."
It was as if he had done something extremely evil, causing this delicate sister to suffer great injustice.
Of course, these are all exaggerated complaints.
This is a good opportunity to draw a line between us and make things clear so as to avoid misunderstandings from my sister-in-law.
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