Being a mother is always more careful than being a father. Sanmao's mother recalls her son's abnormality.

"your son crawled out of the well, still stained with blood?" I cried out in silence.

"when was that?" I immediately asked, did Sanmao kill other people.

"it was about a year ago. I was so scared that I didn't dare to come out for half a day after I hid in the door. Ah, sometimes I don't know my son. His temper is even worse than ours. Neither my father nor I dare to say that he wants to fight with us. "Sanmao's mother sighed heavily, and her son's sudden change made...