Dream Reading

On the day I was released from prison after serving my sentence, I learned that my daughter had been dragged into a small grove by her classmates and insulted, resulting in her becoming permanently disabled.
I went to the police, but they didn't dare to intervene.
I went to the court, but the court turned me away.
The classmate who insulted my daughter arrogantly proclaimed that the court belonged to his family, and that the law was dictated by them.
I calmly withdrew my litigation.
Since the law couldn't provide justice, I decided to resolve it in my own way.
No one knew that when my daughter was seven, she was bitten by a rabid dog, and I kicked the rabid dog to death.
At the age of ten, she was harassed by neighbors, and I beat the neighbor so severely that he became permanently disabled and is still in a wheelchair.
At fifteen, she was bullied by delinquents, and I stabbed the gang leader to death and severely injured three accomplices.
I spent a full ten years in a high-security prison.
Today marks the first day of my release.

After My Daughter Was Insulted by School Bullies, Her Released-from-Prison Mom Went on a Killing Rampage

I stared at the phone screen, the helpless cries of my daughter, the mocking laughter of her classmates, these sounds interwoven in my ears like a nightmare.


I never expected that Tao Jiang would actually disregard the police.


I just felt like my chest was being crushed by a huge boulder, even breathing became difficult.


Returning to the hospital, I didn't even have the courage to face my daughter's hopeful gaze.


Seeing my avoidance, my daughter seemed to understand something, and two lines of desperate tears slid from her closed eyes.


Could it be that there really is no justice in this world?


Going through legal procedures to sue for harassment has become my only option.


When I arrived at the courthouse with the lawsuit I had written overnight, I found Tao Jiang was already waiting there.


Several uniformed people stood beside him, clearly court staff.


When he saw me, a sardonic curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had anticipated my arrival, yet certain I would fail.


"Oh, old lady, you really dared to come, huh."


His tone was flippant, his eyes full of disdain.


"Want to sue me? You think a piece of worthless paper can make me let go?"


He snatched the lawsuit, tore it casually, the paper ripped in half, fluttering to the ground.


He stepped on the torn scraps, his eyes full of contempt.


"The court is a place for protecting the crimes of us wealthy people, not for hosting justice for you poor folks!"


He turned to the judge beside him, showing a hypocritical smile: "Uncle, this person's crazy, you better manage her well, don't let her cause trouble."


The judge only gave me a cold glance, with evident bias in his eyes.


The judge was his uncle, and I was just a recently released felon, no one would support me.


Tao Jiang walked up to me, like a proud peacock: "Old lady, I advise you to give up early. If you dare to cause trouble again, I guarantee your daughter's fate will be worse!"


"Raising such a fuss, endlessly, isn't it just for money? I'll give it to you!"


Saying this, he took out a wad of cash and waved it in my face.


He turned and left, leaving me with only the torn lawsuit and money scattered on the ground.


I knelt on the floor, looking up at the courthouse ceiling.


The slogan "fairness and justice" hung there, yet I felt those four words were mocking me.


A pale and powerless feeling surged into my heart.


I rushed into the bathroom, frantically washing my cheeks with cold water.


I saw my reflection in the glass twisting — that was my expression when I stabbed the eighteenth knife into the gangster ten years ago.


A postcard with eight words slipped out of my pocket.


This was written to me by the warden when I was released, it said "Reform and start anew" in big letters.


Expressionless, I tore the postcard to pieces and threw it into the trash.


Since the law cannot grant me justice, I will seek justice in my own way.


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