Back then, I asked our helper to prepare an instant pack of curry noodles when I was pregnant. However, Alice was on her period and threw a fit since she was craving it. So, my mother yelled at me for eating something so disgusting and told me to eat it outside.
It was the middle of winter. The wind lashed at my face and chilled my heart.
It was unfortunate that my soul felt no hunger. Otherwise, I would have vomited all over this table.
As I looked at the baked cheese crabs, lobsters, and garlic oysters on the table, I cackled since I was allergic to seafood. Then, I looked at the remaining dishes, which were pork ribs and prawns.
Since I had mild bronchitis, I couldn’t eat pork. Thus, the only thing I could eat was a plate of plain boiled white cabbage.
If I were sitting here and eating the cabbage, I could imagine my mother scolding me. “Who are you trying to guilt-trip this time, Vanessa? If you want to eat, just eat it. If not, get back to your room and stop ruining our mood!”
Alice loved seafood, and Mom always seemed to forget that I was allergic to it.
Every time I faced a table full of seafood, Alice would offer me some of it. When I reminded them I was allergic to seafood, my mother would either scold me or throw a spoon at me.
It had always been this way.
