I want to drink crane top red to atone for my mother.

The relative who told your fortune is a sinner, a sinner of history, with red mouth and white teeth.

His nonsense is just a coincidence with reality and has no scientific basis. The author clearly tells you that your mother died of illness and has nothing to do with your health.

Without scientific knowledge, it is easy to be occupied by superstitious thoughts. Your aunt is the representative. She played a disgraceful role here, adding fuel to the fire, causing great harm to your heart and heavy psychological burden. Villagers who don't know the truth will still believe it.

I advise you to live well and let superstition fall apart. If you are alive, so is your father. The longer you live with your father, the better, which means that the relatives who tell fortune are irresponsible and unreliable. If you commit suicide, you can't prove that fortune telling is a lie, but you are superstitious, and he is even more rampant.