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I jolted awake, my eyes flying open.
"Sister?"
I called out tentatively, but there was no response.
Listening carefully, I realized that there was indeed complete silence.
Perhaps my hunger had caused me to hallucinate.
I rubbed my growling stomach and closed my eyes, drifting back into a drowsy sleep.
In my dreams, it felt as if I had returned to the day my sister passed away.
It was pouring rain that day as I dragged her by the collar of her clothes to the Grave Circle on the back mountain.
The air here was thick with a foul stench.
There were many withered branches and overgrown weeds surrounding us.
I buried my sister in a shallow pit, mimicking Grandma Li by placing a few stone on top of the grave.
Suddenly, a cold wind swept through.
The dry grass rustled around me, sounding eerily like the laughter of children.
"Sister, you’re alright."
After saying this, I went home.
That dream felt so real.
It was as if I had returned to that day once more.
I suddenly remembered that there was a missing stone on my sister's grave!
Who did Dad bring home?
This thought sent a chill down my spine!
I curled up under the blanket, too scared to make a sound.
That voice calling "Sister" still lingered in my ears.
I couldn't believe it was just an illusion!
My sister's voice echoed again!
This time, it carried a hint of resentment: "Sister, you have such a cruel heart!"
I heard heavy footsteps approaching, gradually fading away.
Just as I let out a sigh of relief, a hand suddenly pressed against my back!
Then came a deafening wail!
"Feng Yatou! What time is it that you still won't get up!"
Mom pushed the door open with a feather duster in hand and struck me hard.
"Why are you so lazy! Don't you know your dad went to the fields on an empty stomach waiting for your brother's pastries?"
The sunlight hit my sweaty body, making me shiver from the cold.
I climbed out of bed, too afraid to speak.
Seeing my state, Mom let out a cold laugh.
"Stop pretending to be sick! Even if you're ill, you have to finish your chores!"
I was carrying firewood outside when I accidentally tripped over the threshold.
Just as I was about to fall, I caught a glimpse of something at the entrance of the main house.
There sat a grayish-blue baby.
My mother rushed out, lowering her voice. "That's the Son of Fortune Doll sent to bring your brother into this world. Be careful!"
"If you dare to have any thoughts about her, I'll send you away!"
The baby was lying in the sun with her eyes closed, but I could clearly see her eyelids fluttering.
Could it be that she was the one in my room last night?
At that thought, I couldn't help but shiver.
The baby's expressionless face suddenly took on a strange quality.
The corners of her mouth curled up, as if she were smiling at me.
Did she know what I was thinking?
Just then, my mother came rushing back, holding a shoe sole in her hand.
"If you dare to have any thoughts about the Little Doll, I'll make sure you end up like your sister!"
"After all, they're just Compensation Goods; having a Son of Fortune Doll to replace you is good enough!"
"Besides, once your brother is born, you'll have to stay home and take care of him!"
I nodded and left with the firewood.
That night, I lay in bed, listening to the sounds coming from next door.
"Tomorrow, let's go to Aunt Chen's house again and see if there are any other solutions."
My father was smoking a pipe, squinting his eyes.
"That little girl is trying to set her sights on our precious one again."
My mother cursed fiercely.
"Don't worry. Once her brother is born, we can send her to work in the factory."
"She's only nine. No one should care if she works at the factory, right?"
My father pondered for a moment. "It shouldn't be a problem."
Only then did my mother smile with satisfaction.
"Once our son is born, we won't have to deal with her anymore."
As she spoke, she nestled happily in my father's arms.
Listening to their voices, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.
I realized that I had always been an unnecessary existence.
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