Chapter 4 — Winning 5.8 Million Yuan Lottery, I Just Told My Parents I Won 200,000 Yuan

Their sister-in-law held her child and sat on the sofa, her face sometimes red and sometimes white. Cousin is still speechless.

"Talking so much..."

"Isn't it just because you don't want to lend it?"

I nodded.

"I don't want to lend."

"Especially..."

"Don't want to give to people who don't intend to pay."

Uncle Hai stood up, his voice also rising.

"On what basis do you dare say we won't pay?"

I opened the loan note I just took a moment ago.

"Because even the repayment period..."

"Everyone also writes for the sake of it."

"It says: If you have money, you will pay."

"Cousin wrote: When the store makes a profit, it will pay."

"My aunt wrote: Wait until the house is finished, settle down and then pay."

"Their sister-in-law wrote: Wait until the child goes to school and will slowly pay."

I raised my phone.

"Do you call this a loan note?"

"This is just... a prayer paper."

Uncle Hai immediately choked. Auntie was so angry that her face turned red.

"A junior like you dares to pressure an adult to this extent."

"Aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you?"

I calmly replied:

"So..."

"I backed up all the recordings just now."

"If anyone goes out and distorts the truth..."

"I will send the entire recording file to all relatives groups."

"Let everyone listen..."

"In the end, who is the laughing stock?"

As soon as the sentence ended... The atmosphere in the living room seemed to freeze. Mom suddenly raised her head.

"Gia Gia, don't make a big deal out of it."

I looked at her.

"It's not that I want to be big."

"It's my mother..."

"Opened this door."

At that moment... My phone suddenly rang. Two words appeared on the screen: I had just picked up the phone, but before I could speak, my father's voice trembled with impatience on the other end of the line.

"Did your mother have to bring someone up to your place?"

"Absolutely don't open the door!"

"Just now, your second uncle sent a message to the whole village group..."

"Say you won the jackpot and plan to divide the money between each family."

I slowly raised my eyes to look at the people in the living room. In that moment... Everyone's expressions changed. Dad's words were like a bucket of cold water, poured straight into Mom's face. She immediately rushed forward, trying to grab my phone. I took a step back.

"Dad, please speak slowly."

On the other end of the line, the sound of wind blowing was very loud. Maybe dad is still on the street. He was breathing rapidly and his voice was broken.

"Dad went to town to deliver goods this morning."

"When I got home, I heard from the neighbors."

"They said last night your mother sent the recording to a group of relatives."

"Then Uncle Hai posted on the whole village group, saying he won 5.8 million yuan, and said he would help relatives."

"Now the whole village knows."

"Someone even asked Dad when our family will have a party to celebrate."

After listening, Mom's legs became weak and she had to hold on to the edge of the dining table to stand steady.

"Why... why did he post it on the whole village's group?"

Uncle Hai's expression changed momentarily, but he still tried to remain calm.

"I'm just reporting good news."

"I didn't say anything wrong."

I stared at him.

"What did you post?"

Uncle Hai stuffed the phone deeper into his pocket.

"Just a few sentences."

"What are you stressed about?"

I held out my hand.

"Let me see."

He smiled faintly.

"Based on what?"

"You already manage heaven and earth, but now you also want to control my phone?"

I don't argue. Just calmly talk to dad on the phone.

"Ask your neighbor to send you a screenshot."

"Right now."

Dad immediately replied: The whole living room fell silent. Not full yet a minute later... My phone kept showing notifications. The first photo is a message Uncle Hai sent in the whole village group.

"My niece who works in the city just won a jackpot of 5.8 million yuan."

"If relatives are in trouble, they will definitely help. We are all family."

The second image is an audio recording that has been converted to text.

"Just go to his house first tomorrow."

"She's very proud. As long as everyone comes, she can't help but give money."

The third photo is the accompanying words of the villagers.

"Old Ha's family has changed their lives."

"What if I don't have a son? A daughter can take care of the whole family."

"When that time comes, don't forget to contribute money to build roads for the village."

I look at each photo one by one. Mom stood next to me. His face was as white as paper. Mom is not a bad person. It's just that she's most afraid of being looked down upon by others. What she feared most was the whispers that she could not give birth to a son and that there was no one in her family to back her up. All these years... She put all her dignity on my shoulders. The day I passed university... She stood at the front of the village showing off for three months. The day I got a raise... She told everyone the salary was double the actual salary. The day I bought her a coat... She insisted on wearing it to the market, just waiting for people to ask the price. I understand... I understand your feeling of being looked down upon by others.