I brought the steaming mung bean soup from the kitchen, grabbed her hair, lifted her head, and poured it into her mouth.

　　Through gritted teeth, I said, 'Yes, thank you for raising me, and now I'll repay you properly.' The old lady resisted, but instinctively swallowed as her throat was burning from the heat.

　　After finishing a bowl of mung bean soup, she gasped for breath and hoarsely said, 'You...how dare you treat me like this!' 'What can't I do?' I raised my voice, 'I learned it all from you.

　　When I was a child, the soup was too hot, and you were unhappy that I ate slowly, so you poured it down like this.'

　　"I tugged at her clothes that had just been splattered with mung bean water from struggling, revealing a wicked smile.

　　'Grandma, your clothes are dirty, and you're dirty too.

　　Let me wash them for you.' The rain outside was still pouring.

　　I dragged both her and the bamboo bed outside.

　　The old lady looked frightened and said, 'What are you doing? Have you gone crazy? I am your grandmother!' I couldn't be bothered with her.

　　I dragged her outside.

　　The heavy rain poured down.

　　I smiled at her and said, 'If it's dirty, it needs to be washed!' She replied, 'Just let the heavens wash it for you.

　　It will save water.' I forcefully pulled her shirt off.

　　The old lady crossed her arms and screamed in fear, 'You little bastard! I am your grandmother.

　　If you treat me like this, you'll be struck by lightning.' I held a large black umbrella and laughed, 'I'm not afraid.

　　Let it strike me dead! If the heavens were truly fair, why didn't it strike you dead when you stripped me naked and mercilessly beat me in the yard before? If you want to scream louder, go ahead and let the whole village come and watch! Are your sons and grandsons by your side now? They couldn't care less about you.

　　Now you can only rely on me.' She might be more eager for your death than I am, so that she can have one less burden.

　　I stared at her fiercely, not concealing my impulse to strangle her.

　　The pouring rain pelted down on the old lady's head and body, gradually extinguishing the raging anger in her eyes, as fear and terror overwhelmed her.

　　She curled herself up and said softly, 'I was wrong before.

　　You can take me inside now.' I stepped back a few steps holding the umbrella and returned to the eaves of the house.

　　Just like the old lady from years ago, she calmly said, 'Don't rush.

　　After cleaning, I will let you in.' After taking a cold shower, the old lady had a fever.

　　She whined and called my father, hoping that her good son would come back and take care of her.

　　My father was in a difficult position and replied, 'Mom, I can't take time off from work.' She asked, 'What about Guicai? Guicai should have time during summer vacation.' He said, 'He has to attend supplementary classes, and we are busy with his future studies.

　　Don't cause more trouble.' The old lady cursed incessantly, but my father hung up the phone.

　　From that day on, the old lady behaved.

　　She no longer dared to shout and yell at me, instead carefully watching my expression.

　　In anxious anticipation, the day for the results finally arrived.

　　Yang Lan and two other friends and I had planned to go to the internet cafe in the county town to check our scores.

　　So, we left early in the morning.

　　Once inside the internet cafe, I absentmindedly played a game of Five-in-a-Row.

　　It was time.

　　We all opened the score checking website and entered our ID numbers.

　　The few seconds of buffering felt like years.

　　Finally, the page displayed the scores.