Chapter 2 — I won the lottery but my life didn't change

"Dad said you'd come home at the end of the week?" "Yes." "I heard there was compensation money, so I came here today to make a fuss. Don't pay attention to her when you come back." "What is she causing trouble?" "She said that when grandma was still alive, she lent her dad 20,000 yuan, so the old house must have a part of her." "Is there a loan note?" "No. Dad said to pay it back a long time ago, but she refused to accept it." I squeezed. He held the envelope in his hand. "How much is the compensation?" "360,000 yuan. What dad means is that the three brothers each get 80,000 yuan, the rest to repair the roof." "Ninh and I both agree?" The older brother laughed. "What if it doesn't? Do you think the whole family gathered to fight over the inheritance?" I didn't answer. He was silent for a few seconds and then said: "An Nhien, our family used to be poor, but that doesn't mean everyone in the family only cares about money." "I don't think so." "That's good. I cook rice on Saturday, what do you want to eat?" "Anything." "You can say anything every time. Ninh said you like to eat ribs, I bought them already." After hanging up, I picked up the envelope. Then put it down again. Finally, I still stuffed it back into my backpack. I didn't tell my brother... What I'm worried about is not 80,000 yuan. But after knowing that I have three houses... People will look at me with a different look. What I'm more afraid of... is that they will ask why they won the jackpot and hid it from the whole family. "Hua An Nhien, wait a minute." The next morning, La Thien stopped me right in front of the elevator door. "This afternoon the customer has an additional meeting. You have to stay." "My bus ticket is for 10 o'clock." "Change the ticket." "What right do you have to ask me?" La Thien held the phone out in front of me. In the company chat group, Chu Khai just sent a message: "The Van Khe Square project is coordinated by La Thien, Hua An Nhien coordinates with all her strength." La Thien put away the phone. "Do you read clearly?" "Okay." "Let's go to the meeting room." "My leave application has been approved." "Who approved?" "Human resources department." At that moment, Chu Khai stepped out of the elevator. "I have not agreed yet." "According to company regulations, leave is approved." In less than three days, the human resources department only needs to approve. Yesterday you returned my application twice but did not give any work reason." "You are determined to confront me today, right?" "I just asked for leave according to regulations." La Thien put the printed plan in my hand. "An Nhien, stop pretending to be high. Isn't your family dividing the money? "There are three colleagues in the elevator. Someone bowed their head. Someone quietly stepped aside. I turned to the last page of the plan. "The data here is wrong." La Thien immediately snatched it back. "What's wrong?" "If you're the person in charge, then find it yourself." "It's obvious that this is the document you created." "The version I submitted last night has no errors." Chu Khai raised his hand to block the elevator door. "You stay and fix it before you go." "During my leave, I have no obligation to take on any additional work that arises." "If you dare to go, attend. If something happens, you must be responsible." I opened my phone and turned on the recording. "Please say it again." Chu Khai immediately fell silent. La Thien burst out laughing. "Are you still recording?" "To protect yourself." I walked into the elevator. Before the door closed, Chu Khai pointed straight at me. "Monday, you better give me an explanation." I calmly replied: "The person who needs to explain... is not me." As soon as the car left the city, Hua Ninh's sister texted. "Sister, where have you been? Dad asked you five times." I replied: "You just got in the car." Immediately after that, she sent another photo. Dad is sitting in front of the bus station gate. At the foot is a thermos. Ninh texted: "Dad was afraid you hadn't had breakfast yet, so he boiled some corn and brought it with him." I stared at the photo for a long time. A moment later, Hua Ninh asked again: "You... are still in the shared room before, right?" My finger paused on the screen. "Why do you suddenly ask that?" "She said.

I went to the city to work around for six years and still didn't have a room of my own, yet I still got 80,000 yuan of paintings.” “Did you hear that?” “Yes. Dad kicked her out." "Don't argue with me." "You said that to me, why can't you argue?" I typed a few words. Then I deleted them. Finally, I only answered one sentence: "I'm no longer living in the shared house." Hua Ninh immediately asked: "Have you moved house?" I turned off the phone. Didn't answer. The old lady sitting next to me was holding a bag of oranges. The bag's mouth slipped, two fruits rolled to the floor. I bent down to pick them up and gave them back to me. She kept thanking me, then asked me if I was going back to my hometown to celebrate. I smiled. "I'm going back to discuss some things with my family." She smiled kindly. "If you still sit down to discuss, that means we're still family." When the car arrived in town, my father waited for more than an hour. As soon as he saw me, he immediately reached out to take the backpack. "Why are you still using this? Isn't the zipper broken a long time ago?