Chapter 5 — Tuition Fees for Other People's Daughters

Ms. Truong saw me, her face looked very bad: "Tham Chi, sit down first." I don't sit: "What happened?" The academy's leader pushed his glasses: "Someone accused me of faking difficult circumstances to cheat on student loans and receive benefits in school." Chu Duong rushed in from outside the door: "Who reported it?" Tong Nhiem bowed his head: "I only told the teacher what I knew." Tham Kien Quoc continued: "It's not difficult. I'm his father, have income and am willing to take care of him. He just deliberately said I wouldn't give him money to defame me." I looked at him: "Dad, you said you're willing to take care of me?" "Of course." He slapped a card on the table, "There are eight thousand yuan in here, enough to pay tuition. As long as you admit you lied a few days ago, apologize to Nhiem Nhiem, this money immediately belongs to you." No one in the meeting room spoke up. This is not giving me money. It's about buying my silence. The academy leader frowned: "Mr. Tham, the explanation meeting is not the place to resolve family conflicts." Tham Kien Quoc immediately changed his tone: "Dear leader, I have no choice. This child is too deeply influenced by his mother and has become a habit of lying." I asked, “How did your mother influence you?” He looked at me, as if he had finally been waiting for that question. "That year, your mother took money from the family to treat other people's illnesses, accumulating a lot of debt. Before she died, she even told dad not to mistreat you. But has she ever thought about mistreating dad? All these years, dad helping students in difficulty is to pay that debt of conscience for her." Tong Nhiem said softly: "Chi Chi, Uncle Tham is very miserable, don't force him anymore." Chu Duong scolded: "Shut up. As soon as you open your mouth, I want to vomit." The academy leader knocked on the table: "Pay attention to order." I looked at Tham Kien Quoc: "Who did your mother take money from in the family to treat her illness?" "She knows herself." "Mom is already dead, dad splashing dirty water on the dead body is very convenient." Tham Kien Quoc's face twitched: "Tham Chi!" The door was pushed open and director Tan walked in. Behind her were two people, one carrying a document bag, the other holding filming equipment. The academy leader immediately stood up: "Director Tan, why are you here?" Director Qin put the document bag on the table, not chatting. "I came to hear who said that Giang Van had a debt of conscience that year." Tham Kien Quoc's face changed. He stood up: "Miss Tan, this is our family matter." "If you defame her in the school meeting room, it is no longer a family matter." Director Qin opened the document bag and took out an old receipt. "Three years before her death, Giang Van sold the two old shops her mother left behind and gave the money to the City Relief Association. That money was used to establish a small-scale student support project, with sixty-seven students receiving assistance. Tham Kien Quoc, the six children you used for propaganda over the years, where did their initial tuition come from? Do you really not know?" The meeting room was silent. Pak. I stared at the receipt with my mother's signature. Tham Kien Quoc suddenly raised his hand to snatch: "You're talking nonsense!" Director Tan took the receipt back: "The original is in the archives room, this is just a copy. It's useless for you to rob it." Tong Nhiem's lips turned white: "Uncle Tham, didn't you say it was your own financial support?" Tham Kien Quoc shouted at her: "Stop talking!" I asked homeroom teacher Tan: "What did your mother leave for you?" Director Qin looked at me, his voice softened: "She left you a letter and a trust. According to her will, you can receive it after your twenty-first birthday. Your birthday has passed, why hasn't anyone informed you? I will investigate today." Tham Kien Quoc's face turned from red to blue. On my twenty-first birthday, he transferred it to Tong

Infected six thousand two hundred yuan. And I spent the whole night bouqueting roses in the store. The academy leader looked at Tham Kien Quoc: "Mr. Tham, this matter needs to be verified again. The cancellation of Tham Chi's application for support is temporarily stopped." "Temporarily what?" Chu Duong slapped the table, "Someone spread the news that he cheated on his allowance money, and even humiliated him at the school gate. Could it be that just one sentence of verification is enough?" Luu Tinh bowed his head next to him and suddenly said: "The article was not written by me alone." Tong Nhiem immediately looked at her. Luu Tinh gritted her teeth: "Tong Nhiem showed me a photo of Tham Chi's support application, saying his father had told the teacher in advance, nothing would happen. That's why I posted it." Ms. Truong's face changed: "Who gave you the photo?" Luu Tinh pointed at Tong Nhiem: "She sent it to me." Tong Nhiem stood up: "You're spitting blood!" Luu Tinh took out his phone: "The chat history is still there." The person next to Director Tan turned on the device: "If there are documents, then seal them on the spot." Finally, Tong Nhiem also panicked. She looked at Tham Kien Quoc. "Uncle Tham, please tell me something." Tham Kien Quoc avoided her eyes. At that moment, I saw clearly that there was no deep father-son relationship between them. One person wants fame, one person wants money. I stood next to the table, my chest felt like it was stuffed with a wet cotton ball.