I watched this drama many years ago, and I still watch it again and again when there is no good drama.
The protagonist of the story is a pair of sister flowers, which unfolds from the perspective of the sister.
The backward black people do not even have basic ethics.
On a cold and windy winter night, my sister endured severe pain and gave birth to her child. A chasing oil lamp shone into the house, shining on my sister's terrified face and her stepfather's wretched and disgusting face. Because it is a girl, the stepfather wants to send the child out.
The bloody filth was cut open between the simple and hasty words - the child is the product of the stepfather's rape, and it is not the first.
The sisters, who couldn't bear to resist in their grief, didn't even see the child clearly this time.
One day soon, a man with the head of a roe came to his house and looked at the two sisters who were like goods. The man died of his wife, and several children in the family needed to be taken care of. He himself needed a sexual vent and a nanny. The younger sister was the one he was interested in, because she was so bright and beautiful, but the stepfather had ulterior motives and only promised to "sell" the older sister.
"She is as easy to use as an animal, and she is barren, so she can give vent to her heart's content."
"But she's so ugly"
............
This disgusting transaction dispute was settled in this way. The sister sold it at a price cheaper than the livestock, and she herself had no right to speak from the beginning to the end, and could only be forced to separate from her dear sister. Anxiously waiting for her own fate, she also harbors worries about her sister's fate and longing for her children.
On the first day she arrived at the man's house, her sister was "dismounted" by the naughty children, and a sharp stone broke her forehead.
Waiting for her in the house is a house like a garbage dump and a child who has not taken care of her for a long time.
(Here's a good shot. When the heroine cleans the glass, the pattern of a small flower on it becomes clearer and cleaner, just like herself, maybe one day she can get out of the mud)
The heroine combs the children's hair, because their mother has been dead for many years, and this kind of warmth does not make the man have a good relationship, because the hair is knotted and messy, the man tells the child to shut up when he is tired of hearing it, the heroine only argues One sentence, "How can I bear the pain..." The man greeted him with a vicious slap, swearing his absolute authority.
And the humiliation like an animal in the night.... After that, she kept beating and scolding. Even so, she still lived strong, because her sister's correspondence gave her hope, and the words were warm encouragement , and she also expects to find her child, albeit with only a few clues.
My sister came to see my sister. My sister's warmth was only a few days away, but because my sister was almost sullied by the man who coveted him, she finally fought and broke free.
When the man was provoked, he angrily drove his sister away and prevented her from interacting with her.
The days went by so long.
When the child grows up, when her sister's letters are broken, and when she grows older... Finally, one day, she meets her last child on the street, a cute girl doll, who was infertile by a couple. white couple adoption. Because he was reluctant to bear the child, a conflict almost broke out. The result was that he was humiliated in the street and was punched on the ground unable to move.
It's a similar fate for many...
My sister was suddenly glad that the child was not abandoned at will.
The turn of the story comes.
One day, a gorgeous car appeared at the door, and a beautiful and moving woman came down. She was the "lover" that men could only ask for, and an entertainer with all kinds of styles.
Such a woman calls the man without a trace of good temper to be as docile as a sheep and lower his eyebrows.
My sister's first impression of this woman was really bad. She laughed at her dark skin, rough face and hunched back.
But it was this woman who gave her a new life!
In the day-to-day getting along, two compassionate hearts who also have hidden pains leaned against each other.
Freedom thrives in the air.
This woman promised to take her sister out of this bitter sea, but she was reluctant to leave because she was afraid that her sister would not find her.
But that hope was dashed.
Accidentally found a letter from more than ten years in the dilapidated tin can in the storage room, to my dear sister——
The anger that squeezed exploded instantly.
So my sister planned to cut a man's throat with a knife while shaving his beard!
The air seemed to condense, and in the long-term indifference, in the man's doubts, she still put down the blade, because it was not worth losing her life like this! He doesn't deserve it.
The track was laid on the African continent, which also attracted my sister's thoughts of running away.
The older child married his wife, because his temper gave such a dull family atmosphere a trace of "resistance".
My sister is still the object of rejection.
One day, the child was arguing with his wife, and the heroine said unintentionally, "It's better if you beat him." As a result, the insulted wife angrily yelled at her "sister" and denounced the heroine's behavior. For the first time, my sister realized that once upon a time, like that disgusting man, she began to trample on the poor woman who was also a woman. Such reprimands woke her up!
At the end of the story, in such a dying day, the poor black mother who had been in prison for more than ten years and who "involved" white people mentioned above, was insulted and beaten because she was black. , was forced to accept the sympathy and charity that others stripped of their freedom. The white mayor and his wife sent them back. They sent the poor mother back with "sympathy" to reunite with the children who had been separated for more than ten years, and gave her a "kindness". The babysitter worked to make ends meet (and thus separated from the children), and considered himself a god.
Ironically, the children's grateful warmth was strangled in the cradle, and the crazy white woman drove her car into the house in a panic like a mental illness, and there was no such short-lived party.
She had been tortured so badly that she was blinded in one eye. There is no warmth in life.
On the Thanksgiving holiday, the sumptuous food did not bring joy to three generations.
The aging men are still commanding them from the top.
Silence broke out for a moment.
After so many years of compromising and almost falling into the same trap, she finally began to resist.
Years of grievances and complaints about the injustice of fate were stabbed in their hearts like a knife.
This time, she is free.
Waiting for her at the door was the beautiful woman who made her realize freedom for the first time.
She escaped this bondage and freed herself.
"I'm not good-looking, with dark skin, rough skin, hunched back, ugly features, but so what! I'm free! And you (that man) are the ugliest, you have an ugly heart, God sees!"
In the end, in a faraway land, she, her sister, and her own children met.
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