Oliva had always been good at pleasing people. She used the money she earned from live streaming to buy many gifts for our parents. She had won them over, and they all disdained me.
While saying this, Oliva threw a pair of shoes at me and said, "By the way, help me clean these shoes. I'm going to wear them to the primitive forest on Independence Day."
"Okay." I smiled and replied, picking up the shoes and earnestly cleaning them.
"Go ahead, go ahead. Once you leave, don't come back."
"Helping you clean these shoes is the last thing I'll do for you."
"In this life, I will never go to the primeval forest with you and lose my life in vain."
"Since you're going to kill yourself, die by yourself!"
"Mom, let's bring Dad along. When we become popular, we will have three live-streaming accounts for selling goods online."
Oliva held my mom's hand and acted coquettishly.
My mom, upon hearing this, thought she could become an internet celebrity. She excitedly nodded her head.
During dinner, the three of them discussed what to bring to the primitive forest, while I ate silently.
My dad asked, "Aleah, aren't you coming with us?"