Chapter 4 — After Winning 4.8 Million Yuan, I Realized Home Is A Place To Return To

I laughed faintly.

"The cover page has changed to the name La Thien."

"The presenter is also her."

"Since when did I become the one in charge?"

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds.

"Don't argue."

"Quickly go back and handle it."

"I'll go back to work on Monday."

"If the Van Khe Square project is lost..."

"...then don't come back to the company anymore."

Having finished speaking, Chu Khai hung up the phone. Dad looked at me.

"Is that your manager?"

"He told me to come back?"

"There was some problem with the project."

My brother took my phone.

"What's the matter that needs to be handled over the weekend?"

I got my phone back.

"Brother, this is my job."

"I know."

"But he's threatening me."

"I can handle it."

Hua Ninh carefully rolled up the poster and put it in a paper tube.

"During six years of work..."

"...I can't even keep my name."

"Such a job..."

"...what do you still care about?"

I looked at the baby.

"Monthly salary."

"Insurance."

"Rent."

"Cost of living."

"Do you think just saying 'I can't bear' will solve everything?"

"What about now?"

"Are you still missing those things?"

I don't answer. She doesn't know... Now I'm no longer missing. But the fear of running out of money one day, with no way back... never disappeared along with the numbers in the bank account. When I was young... There was a time when my family didn't have enough money to pay boarding fees. I stood outside the teacher's room all afternoon. From that day on... I always forced myself to hold tightly to every escape route in my hands. Dad wiped the grease off his hands.

"An Nhien."

"Stable..."

"...doesn't mean you have to endure others taking away what belongs to you."

I bowed my head and looked at the poster. At that moment, the instructor's phone called.

"An Nhien."

"I just saw the announcement about the Van Khe Square project."

"The main plan... is for you to do, right?"

"How do you know?"

"The old neighborhood renovation project I did in college..."

"...I still remember."

"It's just..."

"Why is the person standing on stage announcing the project..."

"...not you again?"

"Hua An Nhien came here just to share the money."

During the registration session to receive compensation from the entire village, Trinh Man deliberately spoke loudly in front of more than a dozen households. Dad put down the pen.

"Let me say it again."

Trinh Man raised the phone.

"Uncle, I feel unfair for you."

"How many times a year does she come back?"

"As soon as I heard there was compensation money, I immediately ran home."

"Isn't it just for the sake of this money?"

I looked straight at the phone in her hand.

"What are you filming?"

"Record the truth."

"I haven't agreed yet."

"Put the phone away."

"Are you afraid that others will see you?"

Sitting behind, Hua Tu Lan immediately continued.

"What did Man Man say wrong?"

"Sons stay home and take care of their parents."

"Girls go to the city to enjoy happiness."

"Time to divide the money..."

"...demands equal division again."

The brother suddenly burst out laughing.

"I take care of dad because I volunteer, I don't need you to collect my sister's debt for me."

Hua Ninh also came to stand next to me.

"Every month my sister buys medicine for her father. If the electrical appliances in the house break, she spends money to replace them. As for her, she brings in two boxes of expired milk a year, and yet she dares to say that she takes care of the elderly?"

Hua Tu Lan hit the back of the chair hard.

"The three of you ganged up on bullying adults, right?"

Right on time Then, the village's old accountant walked in holding a notebook.

"Tu Lan, the old book you were looking for is here."

Hua Tu Lan immediately fell silent. The accountant opened it to a discolored page.

"Twenty years ago, your mother loaned Quoc Cuong 20,000 yuan to solve an urgent matter. The following year, Quoc Cuong paid it back in full in four installments. Each amount had my signature for confirmation."

Trinh Man still refused to lose.

"Old books can be faked."

The accountant took off his glasses and looked at her.

"She wasn't even in elementary school that year."

"I'm free enough to help your uncle trick you?"

People standing around laughed. Hua Tu Lan stood up suddenly.

"Everyone from the same village, of course, is on his side."

I walked in front of Trinh Man.

"Delete the video."

"What if I don't delete it?"

"You keep it."

"But remember to also post this book, the time the red book was issued and the entire process of asking for compensation."

"That's when it's called complete."

Trinh Man secretly hid the phone behind his back.

"Who are you threatening?"

"I'm not threatening."

"Record the entire truth..."

"...that's called taking notes."

The accountant gave the registration form to dad.

"Family of four, please sign the confirmation."

"Money will be paid according to the name of the person on the certificate of ownership."

"And then how to divide..."

"...is a private family matter."

Dad signed first. Then gave the pen to his brother. He shook his head.

"The house is dad's."

"Just dad signing is enough."

Dad looked at us three brothers.

"But how is the money divided..."

"...I want you all to know."

Right in front of everyone, Dad clearly explained how to divide the 360,000 yuan. Hua Tu Lan glared at me.

"Very good."

"In the end, I still took 80,000 yuan."

I received the pen. Write in the notes section one line:

"Voluntarily give up my money to repair the house and fund my father's medical treatment."

Hua Ninh immediately held my hand.

"I don't agree."

"I also disagree."