My mother is a competent pig raiser.

　　The table was filled with four meat dishes, placed in front of sister-in-law.

　　Previously, Big Sister loved to eat them, and then sister-in-law loved them.

　　With these dishes made often, they became my mother's specialty dishes.

　　Sister-in-law devoured them as if she hadn't eaten in a long time.

　　If we count from that day, she indeed hadn't eaten for a long time."

　　Although I don't know how she became so thin, based on her weight, she has lost more than herself in the past month.

　　To be honest, I can't quite remember what my sister-in-law looked like when she was thin, but I don't think her appearance has changed.

　　My brother's reminder is unnecessary.

　　My sister-in-law has returned to my house openly and honestly.

　　When she saw me looking at her, she picked up a chicken leg from the bowl and put it in my bowl.

　　My mother's face changed, she raised her hand and put the chicken leg back in my sister-in-law's bowl.

　　"Hey, these are all for you, how can she deserve to eat such good food?" My sister-in-law stubbornly looked at me and put the chicken leg back, "You eat." Ever since my older sister died, I haven't eaten meat.

　　The three pairs of eyes were staring at me tightly, and I mechanically took a bite.

　　Surprisingly, I didn't reject it as much.

　　I kept taking bite after bite, as if trying to make up for all the years of not eating.

　　My way of eating must have been terrifying, scarier than my sister-in-law who had been starving for a month.

　　My mother tried to stop me, shouting that it was a sin, and my brother came over to grab my hand, covering my mouth.

　　But it didn't work.

　　I ate as if I had gone crazy, only stopping when I vomited.

　　My sister-in-law sat across from the table, quietly watching me with a smile.

　　My mother locked me up for a whole two days.

　　At first, my stomach felt uncomfortable from being too full, and I burped with the taste of spoiled food.

　　Then came the hunger, with a burning and sour sensation in my stomach.

　　My mother finally let me out.

　　At the dining table, my sister-in-law and I each had meat dishes, and my mother and brother gave each of us a chicken leg.

　　My mother has never had such a kind and gentle expression towards me before.

　　I knew she intended to fatten me up like a pig.