I trembled all over, because if my family was going to abandon someone, it would definitely be me.

I poured out a little oil and hid it in the kang hole, preparing for the worst.

My mother was even more pleased today. "I didn't use any oil last night. It's just this layer on my face. That wretched woman didn't come to me."

"After these seven days, I'll find a capable Taoist priest outside to make her spirit scattered, so that I don't have to live in fear every day!"

I couldn't see the oil in my mother's hands, so I didn't know if she deliberately said it for me to hear.

There was less oil on my brother's hands again.

He looked at my mother and me, his mind lost in thought.

My sister came every day, her movements getting faster and faster, walking around the yard, calling our names.

I once stole a glance at her from afar and noticed that her eyes seemed redder, making her pale eyeballs even more frightening.

What's more, as time went on, we couldn't make the oil last through the whole night with just one use.

And today is only the fourth day.

There are still three days left.

"This oil is becoming less and less durable! That wretched girl is always lurking around me, several times she reached out to strangle my neck. It's really maddening!"

"Da Bao, is your oil running out?"

My brother raised his own bottle and quickly shook it in front of my mother's eyes. "It's still enough."

There was still a lot of ash in my brother's bottle, but the oil had reached the bottom, sticking to the bottle in a sticky mess, giving the illusion that there was still a third left.

I don't know why he lied, even to our beloved mother.