"Sister, has Dad's compensation been paid? Is it in your hands now? Four hundred thousand?" Song Jun asked impatiently, very concerned about where the money went.

Song Xia remained calm: "I'll tell you in detail after we finish eating. Now it's just the three of us at home. I won't hide anything from you in the future. It's just that it's not appropriate to talk at the dinner table. If we develop this habit when we go out, people will say that we have no parental upbringing and are impolite."

With her so serious expression, Song Jun couldn't press her any further, though he was still itching to get her back.

Song Jiao wasn't in a hurry, because she knew the money wouldn't disappear instantly. She picked and chose, and finally ate a few green vegetables and drank a small bowl of soup.

Song Xia raised an eyebrow at the remaining dishes. Although she hadn't shown any talent for cooking, she had definitely done a decent job of home cooking. You could tell from how satisfied Song Jun looked. She wouldn't try to satisfy Song Jiao's every whim like she did in her previous life. Although there was a lot of fat in the stir-fried pork, there was also a fair amount of lean meat. If you couldn't finish it, that was fine with you. Nobody was stopping you from making it yourself.

After finishing her meal, she looked at the two people waiting for her to pay the compensation, and then directly ordered, "Song Jiao, you wash the dishes. Song Jun, you mop the floor."

"I'll wash the dishes?" Song Jiao found it incredible. Looking at the greasy dishes, she couldn't hide her disgust.

"Me, mop the floor?" Song Jun curled his lip impatiently. "I don't know how."

“I cooked the meal, so what’s wrong with you washing the dishes and mopping the floor? Song Jun, Song Jiao, although I am your older sister, this family can’t be the only one growing up. From now on, the three of us will share the housework. If you don’t know how, you can learn. If you don’t mop it clean the first time, you can mop it a second time.”

"I don't want to. Why should I do these things?"

“Because you still live in this house, and because I am your current guardian.” Song Xia looked at him seriously. “Song Jun, your father has passed away. Can you please stop being so willful?”

"You know how to do it, right? Why don't you just do it?"

“I told you, I’m just your older sister. I have no obligation to serve you forever. You’re twelve years old, not two. You have hands and feet. Why can’t you do it?”

“My classmates don’t have to do it at home, and I didn’t have to do it before either.”

“Can our situation be compared to your classmates’? Others have parents, do we? Song Jun, your father has passed away. Be sensible. No one can tolerate you like your father did.”

"But you're the older sister!"

"Does my sister deserve to suffer? Song Jun, we are equals."

"Since it's equal, then you should hand over the compensation money from Dad."

"This is what I want to tell you after I finish the housework. From now on, we will use the compensation money together under each other's supervision. No one can embezzle it. Now, you go mop the floor. Xiao Jiao, you go wash the dishes. If you don't do them well, do them a second time. I know you are not happy, but as the older sister, I will definitely do more than you."

After she finished speaking, she went to collect the clothes, folded them neatly, and then went to tidy up the things in their father Song Tianpei's room.

Seeing that she really intended to leave the dishwashing and mopping to them, Song Jun and Song Jiao had no choice but to do it, no matter how unwilling they were. Then there was a constant clanging and banging.

After finishing, he found Song Xia still tidying up in the room, and his resentment lessened a bit.

"Xiao Jun, bring in the broom. Xiao Jiao, help me put Dad's things into the bag. We're going to tidy up this room today."

Song Jun was very impatient: "Why are you tidying up all this?"

"Are we just going to leave it like this forever? There aren't many rooms in the house. After we tidy it up, we can use this room as a study. We'll do our homework here from now on, and our own room will be more spacious. Stop nagging, I'm not idle."

Song Jiao took a deep breath, looking at the old clothes and shoes, feeling extremely disgusted, especially since some of the clothes had a very strong musty smell.

Song Tianpei didn't have many clothes, but he had lived here for many years and was a thrifty person, so he had a lot of odds and ends. Most of what he sorted out was useless stuff. The three of them worked for nearly two hours.

"If you have anything you want to keep, take it out yourself. If you don't, each of you take a bag and throw it in the trash can."

Both of them were exhausted, and even Song Jiao was too lazy to pretend anymore: "Sister, do you really have to do it now?"

"It'll have to be done sooner or later. Tomorrow's Saturday, and you don't have school. Get it done today, and have someone move the beds out tomorrow. You can do your homework after you've finished decorating. Don't be lazy. This isn't just mine."

So, despite their reluctance, the two could only continue, picking and choosing, each wanting to carry the lightest bag.

Song Xia sneered. Take your time. Anyway, no one can escape the work from now on.

After tidying up the unused clutter, the house looked much cleaner, and Song Xia was finally able to sit down and talk to them about how to use the compensation money in the future.

“My second aunt and uncle came today because my father was also at fault for not wearing a helmet. In the end, the judgment was that he only received 380,000 yuan in compensation.”

The two boys' eyes lit up. Being young, they thought 380,000 was a lot of money. Song Xia, on the other hand, felt a chill in her heart. They weren't even sad that this money was earned with her father's life.

"My second aunt originally wanted to take a share of the money, but my uncle stopped her. However, my second aunt also said that she would not take any money and would not take care of us anymore, so please don't bother my second aunt's family in the future."

Song Jiao said with a hint of resentment, "We're still children, how could Second Aunt be so heartless?"

“She didn’t have any obligations to us originally. I’m not saying this to make you resentful, but just to let you know what’s going on. And your uncle’s family, they’ve had it tough too. If we have any difficulties in the future, try to solve them ourselves and don’t bother your uncle.”

"Oh." Song Jun urged, "Sis, you haven't said what we'll do with the money in the future?"

Song Xia sighed inwardly again. Could these two, so selfish, ever be corrected?

Well, let's just take it one step at a time. We can't change their inner thoughts, but at least we can force them to put them into action.

"Besides this 380,000, Dad had another 20,000 in savings, so we have a total of 400,000. Perhaps 400,000 seems like a lot to you, but my sister is only in her final year of high school and will be going to college. You are only twelve, and you will need money for middle school, high school, and college. In order to ensure that this money can last until you grow up, we must be careful with our money and not spend it recklessly. To prevent this, every expense of our family will be written in an account book, and the three of us will check it together every day and supervise each other."

Song Jiao quickly waved her hand: "Sister, you are our older sister, how would we know how to use it? You decide."

Song Xia knew that Song Jiao was using a feigned retreat to advance. In her past life, Song Jiao had been repeatedly extorted because of unclear accounts. In this life, she would even include the cost of buying garbage bags in her calculations, to see what excuse Song Jiao would have in the future!