Hard work after winning the lottery

He looked into his daughter's clear eyes, and his own eyes reddened slightly.

Yes.

My son is foolish and impulsive.

But for whom is this fierce protectiveness directed?

It's all for the sake of this family.

"well……"

Hua Shu let out a long sigh, and in that instant, he seemed to have aged several years.

"That's one thing..."

"But the price is too high."

He stretched out his rough, large hands and rubbed his face vigorously.

Seeing her daughter's exhausted appearance, her anger turned into heartache.

"You've had a long day, and you still have to worry about this and that."

Hua Shu's tone finally softened.

"Your grandfather and I won't scold you."

"But what's with this kid locking himself in his room? That's escapism!"

Hua Yun breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that her father's attitude had softened.

"I'll go talk to him."

"Just sit here and don't make a sound, okay?"

Hua Shu glanced at the closed door, then at his daughter, and finally nodded helplessly.

"Go, go."

"This stubborn donkey is only one you can lead."

Hua Mutou tapped his pipe beside him, then remained silent, which was considered tacit approval.

Hua Yun turned around, took a deep breath, and adjusted her breathing.

She tiptoed to Hua An's door.

This time, she didn't knock.

She stood quietly at the doorway.

Through that thin wooden board, she could almost hear the suppressed breathing inside.

She could even picture what her younger brother looked like now.

Just like when I was a child and felt wronged, I curled up into a ball, covered my head with the blanket, and bit my lip, refusing to cry out.

"Xiao An".

Hua Yun spoke.

Her voice was very soft and gentle.

There was no blame, no preaching.

It was like the tone of her voice when she found her younger brother after he lost a fight outside and hid behind a woodpile, too afraid to go home.

"I'm the older sister."

The room remained deathly silent.

No response.

But Hua Yun knew he was listening.

He was listening intently.

I know you're feeling bad.

Hua Yun gently pressed her forehead against the cool door panel, as if this would bring her closer to her younger brother.

"I know you're worried about your sister."

"You also feel sorry for Sile, Sitao, and Si'an."

"My sister understands everything."

"Sister... thank you."

The "thank you" was spoken with great emphasis, accompanied by a slight tremor.

In this materialistic society, how many brothers turn against each other for a little bit of profit?

But her younger brother, fearing she would fall into a pit of fire, was willing to ruin his own future.

This affection is as heavy as Mount Tai.

Inside the door.

Hua An, who was huddled in the corner of the bed with his ears covered by a pillow, suddenly froze.

He originally thought that his sister would scold him through the door, just like his parents, for being foolish and immature.

He was prepared to confront the whole world with silence.

But what came back was this "thank you".

In that instant, the grievances welled up in my eyes once again, like a flood bursting its banks.

He bit down hard on the corner of the blanket, trying not to make a sound.

He felt very useless.

Outside the door, Hua Yun's voice continued.

Gentle, yet full of power.

"As for the job, I've quit, so be it."

"We Hua family members have hands and feet, we won't starve."

"Let's talk about this later. Even if you want to go back to the countryside to farm in the future, I'll support you."

Hua Yun paused for a moment, seemingly giving her younger brother time to process what she had to say.

Then, her tone became a bit serious.

"But, Xiao An."

"About Zhou Yanjin."

Upon hearing this name, Hua An inside the door instinctively tensed up.

"About the biological father of your three nephews."

I hope you can calm down.

"Put away your thorns for now, and put aside your preconceived prejudices."

Give me a chance.

"Give yourself a chance too."

"Let me tell you the whole story, the ups and downs of the past few years, in detail."

Hua Yun's voice exudes an undeniable sincerity and candor.

"You know your sister's temper."

"Although my sister likes money, she is never the kind of person who would sell herself for money."

"I would never let my child suffer just for the sake of marrying into a wealthy family."

"If you hear everything and understand the truth..."

"If you still think that man is unforgivable."

"If you still think your sister made a mistake, that she jumped into a fire pit."

Hua Yun took a deep breath, her words ringing out clearly.

"Then, sister... I respect your opinion."

Every word was like a nail, driven into the door panel and also into Hua An's heart.

My sister is still the same sister.

She hasn't changed.

They were not blinded by money.

Inside the door, Hua An slowly loosened the corner of the blanket he was biting.

My heartbeat gradually calmed down.

The heavy weight that had been pressing on my chest didn't seem so uncomfortable anymore.

He looked at the light shining through the crack in the door, and his lips moved.

He wanted to say "okay".

I want to say, "Sister, I believe you."

However, the young man's pride is like a thick cocoon, encasing him inside.

He just slammed the door and came in, and he was so angry. If I just open the door and leave now, how embarrassing would that be?

Where do you put that face?

He opened his mouth, but ultimately no sound came out.

She simply stretched out her curled-up body a little, moved from the corner of the bed to the edge, and sat up straight.

Outside.

Hua Yun waited quietly for a while.

Instead, an awkward silence prevailed.

That was the stubbornness and compromise unique to the younger brother.

No one knows a younger brother better than his older sister.

Hua Yun knew that he had taken her words to heart.

This is enough.

Forcing him to open the door now would only embarrass him and backfire.

He needs time.

I need a stepping stone, and I need to process these emotions on my own.

"call……"

Hua Yun sighed softly, but a faint, bitter smile appeared on her lips.

That stubborn donkey!

She didn't speak again, nor did she try to push the door open again.

She turned around to face her father and grandfather, whose faces were filled with inquiry and anxiety.

Hua Shu was about to ask, "How is it?", but Hua Yun spoke first.

She gently shook her head.

He put his index finger to his lips, making a "shh" gesture.

Then, she waved her hand, signaling everyone not to disturb him.

At this moment, silence is more effective than any words of comfort.

Hua Shu understood the look in his daughter's eyes.

Although he was still anxious, he managed to hold back.

He slumped back into his chair, picked up the now-cold tea, and gulped down a large mouthful.

The icy water flowed down my throat, extinguishing the last bit of anger in my heart, leaving only a mouthful of bitterness.

Silence fell once again in the main room.