Chapter 5 — Winning 5.8 Million Yuan Lottery, I Just Told My Parents I Won 200,000 Yuan

Understanding does not mean forgiveness. I transferred all photos to backup email. Then save another copy in the cloud. After finishing everything, I raised my head to look at Uncle Hai.

"Uncle said I would definitely help."

"On what basis are you so sure?"

Uncle Hai is still stiff-necked.

"Am I wrong?"

"I have 5.8 million yuan."

"Isn't it natural to take some to help your family?"

I calmly replied:

"First."

"After paying taxes, the remaining amount is not 5.8 million yuan."

"Even if it's exactly 5.8 million yuan, it's still my money."

"Not everyone's."

"You arbitrarily publicized the information that I won the prize in the whole village group."

"It's behavior that puts my safety at risk."

"If someone harasses me in the future, or something happens to my parents and I..."

"You will be the one responsible."

Uncle Hai slammed on the table.

"Stop being scary!"

The noise made my mother jump. Dad on the other end of the line was also impatient.

"Are you at Gia Gia's house?"

"Stop forcing her!"

Uncle Hai grabbed the phone and shouted back.

"You say that without conscience."

"Your daughter has money."

"Isn't it natural to help your siblings?"

Dad's voice suddenly lowered.

"Her money..."

"It's its own money."

"No one has the right to decide for it."

The whole living room was stunned at the same time. Even I was stunned. In my memory... Dad was originally a quiet person. Every time his relatives asked for help, borrowed money, or ordered him to do so, he always endured it. But this time... He didn't back down. Mom cried harder.

"Lao Ha..."

"Don't say that."

"I just want you to hold your head high in the village."

Over the phone, Dad sighed softly.

"I don't need to use my daughter's money to hold my head high."

"I just hope she's safe."

Hearing that sentence... My nose suddenly stings. But I don't cry. Because in front of me... There is still a group of people waiting for me to soften. I turned on the speakerphone and placed the phone on the coffee table.

"Today I will make it clear in front of everyone."

"With this winning amount, I will fully fulfill my tax obligations according to regulations."

"Then plan how to use it yourself."

"I will prepare retirement money for my parents."

"I will not share money with relatives for the sake of anyone's reputation."

"If anyone wants to borrow..."

"Please just follow the correct procedure."

"Clearly state the intended use."

"There is collateral."

"Sign the contract."

"Make a debt repayment plan."

"If not..."

"Don't even think about even a penny."

The aunt's face darkened.

"You treat your relatives like strangers."

I shook my head.

"I only care about money..."

Suddenly his cousin stood up.

"No, right?"

"So now I'll post on Facebook."

"Let everyone see how a person wins several million yuan and ignores the life or death of his relatives."

Their sister-in-law also hugged the baby tightly.

"I posted too."

"I'll say my child won't have money to buy milk, and my rich aunt will pretend she doesn't see it."

I watched two people take out their phones one after another. Not hindered at all. Just quietly open the contacts. Then dial a number. When the other end of the line picked up, I calmly said:

"Hello."

"I want advice."

"If someone arbitrarily publicizes my personal property information, then organizes many people to come and pressure me to claim my property..."

"I can report to the police to document the case no?"

Cousin's finger was on the Post button... Immediately stopped. On the other end of the line, the female operator's voice was still extremely calm. She asked me to provide the address, number of people present and confirm whether there was currently a fight or not. I glanced at the living room.

"There are eight people in my house right now."

"They knew I had won so they came together to demand money."

"One of them arbitrarily published my assets information on the village chat group."

"Someone also threatened to put my personal information online."

His cousin's expression immediately changed.

"You... you really called the police?"

I didn't look at him, just continued to talk to the other end of the line:

"I never invited them over."

"They brought both luggage and children and stood right in front of my house."

"I fear for my safety if this continues."

Finally, my aunt could not sit still.

"Ha Gia, are you crazy?"

"The people in the house argued for a few words but still called the police?"

I covered the phone's microphone and calmly looked at her.

"Just now, didn't everyone tell me I wasn't afraid of losing face?"

"Then filing a report is nothing to be ashamed of."