Chapter 10 — Winning 5.8 Million Yuan Lottery, I Just Told My Parents I Won 200,000 Yuan

The other end of the line smirked.

"Are you still trying to get high now?"

"A girl who thinks she's won the lottery can bargain with her superiors?"

I said slowly:

"This is not a bargain."

"It's my money."

"I have the right to know what the money will be used for."

The man's voice grew louder and louder.

"Didn't your parents teach you to respect superiors and subordinates?"

"My mother just came to the group to admit her mistake and told me not to let relatives bother me from now on."

"As I see it..."

"She was clearly pressured by you."

My finger stopped. It seems that after my mother posted her apology... Someone immediately vented all their anger on her. I asked again:

"My phone number, who gave it to you?"

The man snorted coldly.

"My mother saved it in her contacts many years ago."

"If we elders want to find you, can't we find you?"

I held my old phone next to me and also backed up the call recording. Then said:

"Then I'll make it clear."

"If I don't agree..."

"Please don't continue spreading my phone number."

"Don't use the fact that I won a prize to pressure me to donate."

"If this continues..."

"I will continue to report to the police."

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds. When he spoke again... His voice was completely quiet.

"You really forgot your roots."

"An entire village can raise a college-educated child like you."

"Now I'm rich..."

"Even the road in the village refuses to contribute money to fix it."

I calmly replied:

"My tuition is paid by my parents."

"The scholarship was earned by myself."

"During the study process..."

"The village has never paid me a single tuition fee."

"If it's an official local charity project..."

"I'm willing to find out."

"But your call today..."

"It's not about community advocacy."

"It's about moral coercion."

The other end of the line let out a curse. I don't respond. Just quietly hung up. Less than five minutes later. Dad sent me a screenshot of the village's group chat. The man who just called posted a very long post. He said that after winning the jackpot, I immediately turned away and refused to accept acquaintances. Said my parents worked hard to raise me, but in the end they were controlled by their own daughter to the point that they didn't dare open their mouths. He also said the village was preparing to repair the road... But I didn't even get a word of support. Someone immediately followed below. Some people say I've lived in the city for too long, so my heart is cold. Some people say that girls are truly outsiders. Once they get rich, they no longer remember their homeland. But there are also a few people who stand up to advise people not to talk nonsense. Because the incident at the apartment gate this morning caused the police to be present. At that moment... Uncle Hai suddenly appeared in the group. He only sent one sentence.

"I told you so. He's just afraid we'll lose his money."

Seeing that sentence, I burst out laughing again. Once their greed has been exposed to the light, all subsequent excuses only prove that they have a habit of being startled. I don't speak up in the group. Just quietly take a screenshot, then send it to a friend who works in the legal industry. He answered very quickly.

“Don't join the quarreling group.”

“They are deliberately trying to provoke you.”

“You prepare an official notice to send to your father, so he can move in group."

“Content simply requests everyone to stop spreading your personal property information and stop all harassment.”

I did exactly as advised. Very short notice. First, I never promised to share money with any relatives. Second, all loans or donations must be based on voluntariness and compliance with legal regulations. Third, if anyone continues to spread my personal information, come to my house to pressure me or make harassing calls, I will continue to preserve all evidence and handle it in accordance with the law. I sent that notice to my father. He did not correct a single word. Immediately transfer the original text to the whole village group. The group chat was silent for two minutes. After that, my aunt texted exactly one sentence:

"It's true that people with money are different. Every sentence they say is like a lawyer."

For the first time, my father answered her right in the group.

“She is my daughter.”

“Not everyone's wallet.”

Looking at that message, I was silent for a long time. I understand... That was the toughest sentence Dad could say in his entire life. Around nine o'clock in the evening, I got ready to take a shower. At that moment, the doorbell rang again. I didn't go to open the door. Which opens the front door camera application on the phone. The screen showed an empty hallway. There was no one outside the door.