Chapter 14 — I'm in charge of my own life

Bui Huc Ngon stood on the podium, his face extremely unsightly. He finally tasted for himself what it felt like to have someone else make decisions for him, to have that car stolen from him. 08 After the press conference ended. The school has deleted the previous post on the official account. Repost a complete explanation. The principal apologized to me and my parents, admitting that the propaganda process had errors. Mr. Tham Tri Vien informed me that the scholarship would be transferred to my account within three working days. The business will also set up a separate support channel for poor students. Going forward, all grants will be submitted by the students themselves, not through the so-called "transfer of love". In the end, To Van Tinh did not drop out of school. The Bui family paid 100,000 yuan of first-year tuition on her behalf. As for tuition and living expenses in the following years, she must apply for loans and subsidies according to regulations. It is said that when she signed the support confirmation form, she cried for a long time. Bui Huc Ngon also no longer has that car. He posted a status line on social networks: 【There are people who win money, but lose all their emotions.】 I have no comment. Directly delete friends. The day the breakfast restaurant reopened, many people came. Someone deliberately came to apologize to my parents. There were also people who just followed the crowd to watch the excitement. My mother ignored it all. She still cooked noodles and made dumplings as usual, so busy that she was sweating profusely. When packing up in the afternoon, she bought a piece of red paper. Carefully write a few squiggly words and stick them right behind the cashier counter. 【THE STORE DOES NOT ACCEPT DONATIONS ON BEHALF OF OTHERS.】 My father stood there watching for half a day, then quietly wrote another line below: 【My money, I own it myself.】 Duong Vu Kieu took a picture and sent it to the group, all his classmates laughed loudly. I also laughed for a long time. That evening. The university system sends notifications reminding new students to complete emergency contact information. I logged into my account. In the contact person section, it is still Bui Huc Ngon. Phone numbers, relationships, addresses, all filled out in great detail. In high school, when I registered for the unified system, I went to the office to submit my application. When he came back, he took my phone and said he had filled it out for me. At that time he said: "You and I open the shop every day. If you call, you may not be able to answer the phone. Filling in my number is most convenient." That day, I was secretly happy for a long time. I thought that for him, I was someone special. Now I understand. He just stood in my life for so long, so long that I forgot that to enter someone else's house, you must first knock on the door. I was about to correct the information when there was a knock on the door. Bui Huc Ngon is standing in front of the breakfast restaurant. He was very emaciated and had dark circles under his eyes. My mother saw him and her face immediately darkened: "What are you doing here?"

“Auntie, I want to talk to Thoi Nhat a few words in private.”

“No need to talk privately.” I walked out. “Let's talk right here.”

Bui Huc Ngon looked at my parents and finally stopped insisting on privacy.

"Van Tinh and I had an argument. She blamed me for not mentioning the use of your scholarship in the first place."

I said nothing.

“Neither did my mother Please forgive me. My mother said that since I was a child, I was taken care of by you, so I had the illusion that I could use your things any way I wanted."

His voice was hoarse: "Thi Nhat, I admit I was wrong. But I didn't mean to hurt you. I just thought… you wouldn't really leave for 200,000. You see..." I laughed out loud: "Even now you still think that I left because of 200,000 yuan?" Bui Huc Ngon was stunned: "Isn't that right?"