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During the holiday, I went to visit my relatives in the countryside. A little brat scratched up my brand-new car. I scolded him, but his parents didn't care. "What, are you showing off your new car?" they said. Then they secretly slashed my tires. Later, that brat climbed a tree and ended up breaking his leg. His parents were crying their eyes out, begging me to take them to the hospital. I spread my hands. "Sorry, the tires are busted. Can't drive."