When my family bought a second home, my sister urged me to donate one so children in poor mountain villages could go to school.
When my husband abused me, she urged me to keep the peace and give our child a complete family.
Later, the temperature plummeted, and Earth was about to endure a month of extreme weather. My sister urged me to share my supplies with the elderly, children, and other vulnerable residents in our community.
I refused, so she said I was consumed by resentment and opened our front door while I wasn't looking.
The dozen or so men she let in ransacked my home and took everything.
In the end, my sister and her daughter, Qu Tian'er, along with me and my two children, all starved to death in my home.
