Use My Life For Your Happiness

Seven million is a huge sum of money. Before, I didn't put it in the present, but now I don't think I can spend so much money in my life.

Sitting on the long-distance bus, the scenery outside is passing by. Peach blossoms are budding and blooming. In the cold spring, they begin to show their fragrance and beauty timidly.

I'm still very tired after three hours' drive. After getting out of the car and rolling around for several times, the dust appeared in front of the dilapidated courtyard.

Silent, the wall exposed a little bit of spring, and then cold, or can not stop the trees pumping clumsy green. I took a deep breath: "Yan'er, are you there?"

"Yes." Light cold voice, as usual.

The wooden door opened, the pretty little face looked at me, the clear eyes with how much hate.

"It's Chihiro." There was a weak female voice.

I answered, "yes."

"Swallow." The girl's voice is long.

So in front of my little girl said faintly: "come in!"

The women in the inner room lie on the bed and wear beads. The narrow room is full of beads, semi-finished products and finished products.

"Yan'er, go to fetch water. Your sister is thirsty after taking such a long ride."

"She's not my sister. Will my sister bump you like this? All the people are led to school by their mothers, but you can't get up all your life. You can only lie down all your life. "

Yan'er is ten years old. She is still a child, but only when she is a child, can she remember love and hate so clearly.

I stood in the room and put the luggage bag aside: "Aunt Mei, there's a million here. Go and have a check and install a prosthetic limb."

Not to mention anything else, he sat down and dressed himself in beads.

"Where did you get the money?" Aunt Mei asked me faintly while she was wearing beads.

"I borrowed it from a friend."

"You go back. If it's too late, the bus from here to Beijing will stop."

"It doesn't matter."

"Go back. I'm not comfortable with you here."

I put down the beads and let out a long sigh.

Yan'er sat on the chair, counting the money I brought, holding a hundred yuan bill and saying, "Mom, are these fake?"

Aunt Mei wore beads and said without raising her head, "your sister won't give us fake money. Your sister has many friends. Millions of dollars in their eyes are just a small thing."

"But Niang has been lying for so many years. Now she just takes the money and asks Niang to check." Yan'er's eyes are as sharp as a knife.

But I have numbness, stood up: "I went back."

The wind and dust come and go, the body and mind are so tired.

After receiving a million yuan, Yan'er sent me outside to take a bus. When she saw the ice cream sold by the roadside shop, she looked eagerly.

I stopped and said, "do you want to eat?"

She shook her head. "No."

Waiting for the bus, she followed me. Seeing the bus coming, she said coldly, "moqianxun, I want to go to Beijing and go to a good school."

"It's your business, not mine."

"If you hadn't done this to my mother and me, we wouldn't suffer now."

I looked down at the small face full of resentment, with a faint smile: "Mo Yan'er, I don't owe you. If I didn't have your mother, my family wouldn't be like this. Don't tell me this and that. Now I'm willing to be responsible for the living expenses of your mother and daughter. That's what my father begged me before he left."

She shrieked, "you're the one who knocked my mom into this."

I smile: "all, it's just retribution, the car is coming." Then he got on the bus and sat by the window. He walked away. Looking back, Yan'er was still standing there.

My half sister, who owes whom in the world. You say I owe you. What do you owe me? How many?