Fu Gui handed over the phone: "Losing it yourself."
Liu's mother cried and her hands trembled as she entered the password, her heart aching as if she were cutting a piece of her own flesh.
Seeing her account emptied in an instant, she sat on the ground and burst into tears.
"Why am I so unlucky to have such an unfilial daughter like you..."
Fu Gui curled his lip, thinking to himself, "The consequence of being filial to you is death. Only an idiot would be filial to you."
With Liu's mother setting an example, Liu's father dared not resist at all and transferred the tens of thousands of yuan from his account as well.
Liu Cheng didn't transfer the money because he was broke every month and had no money left.
Liu Zhaodi's account originally had only a little over a thousand yuan, but suddenly it had an extra 500,000 yuan.
But she has earned far more than just 500,000 over the years.
It's probably worth two or three million.
He dropped out of school at sixteen and worked tirelessly for more than a decade, enabling his parents and younger brother to live a comfortable and prosperous life.
Especially Liu Chengcai, the precious son of the Liu family.
He's been wearing designer brands since junior high, with a pair of shoes costing thousands of dollars, only using the latest Apple phone, and spending tens of thousands of dollars on games.
Liu Zhaodi earned so much money, yet she never enjoyed any good things and died tragically at the young age of thirty in a basement apartment that cost 210 yuan a month.
He suffered inhuman torture before his death and died without any dignity.
Qi An could have easily taken everything back from her by simply forcibly taking it, but she refused.
She wanted to make those shameless vampires do it themselves, to return what they took in the first place.
Let them lose everything one by one, until they have nothing left.
Just like Liu's mother's transfer password, which could be found by searching her soul, Qi An wanted her to enter the password herself.
The money received should be transferred back in the same way.
Does it hurt your heart? Of course it does.
Qi An put down his phone: "Forget about the money you two old folks have spent over the years, consider it my way of repaying you for raising me."
But I have no obligation to raise your son. Liu Chengcai has to repay me for every penny he spent; I've calculated it, and it amounts to nearly a million yuan.
"There aren't that many!" Liu Chengcai retorted.
Qi An looked at Liu's mother: "You know how much money he cost me. Did I say I was too much?"
Liu's mother's eyes flickered. Seeing Qi An pick up the knife, she gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't say much."
"But...but you're his older sister, it's only right that you spend some money on your brother. What older sister doesn't spend money on her younger brother?"
Mr. Liu interjected, "Just consider it... just consider it money we spent, as a way of showing filial piety to us."
"Sorry, I'm an ingrate, I can't accept that, you have to pay me back this million."
Liu's mother cried out, "Are you trying to force your father and me to our deaths? We two useless old men, where are we supposed to get a million for you?"
Qi An slapped him across the face and said coldly:
"Incompetent? If you're incompetent, why did you have to give birth to a son? Before he was born, didn't you know you had to spend money to raise him, buy him a house, and help him get married?"
"You knew it, but you still gave birth. You know perfectly well what you were planning, so why are you pretending to be pitiful?"
Fu Gui said in a sarcastic tone, "Oh dear, although we have no money or ability, we have a daughter and a son with an older sister, so what are we afraid of?"
She was a nanny to her son when he was young, and now she earns money to buy him a house and a wife. After he gets married, she can even give her younger brother a dowry.
"As for my daughter, as long as I pretend to love her from a young age and play the victim often, I won't have to worry about her not being a slave to the family."
Liu's parents blushed as Fugui spoke, but they couldn't refute him at all.
Because that's what they think.
But are they wrong to think this way?
In their village, who with daughters doesn't think the same way?
Isn't the point of raising daughters to have them help out their older or younger brothers in the future?
Otherwise, you'd spend money raising a girl, only for her to marry and become someone else's daughter.
If you spend money at your parents' house, and then go to someone else's house when you finally earn some, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
No matter how useless or incompetent the son is, he'll still rot in the family pot. The children he has will take his surname, and after they die, the son will have to break the pot.
In their village, the bride price for the daughter is used to marry off the son, and as for the dowry, a few quilts are enough.
It's assumed that the money a daughter earns before marriage should be handed over to her in-laws; it's impossible for her to take it to her husband's family and benefit others.
Even if it's a married daughter, if her younger brother buys a house, he'll have to give her tens of thousands of yuan as a gift.
As for whether the son-in-law will have any objections, or whether the daughter's family will be affected, none of that matters.
The important thing is that the son has to buy a house, get married, and have grandchildren.
Looking at those two flushed old faces, Qi An said with disgust:
"Since you chose to have a son, you should take responsibility for the consequences. I'm his sister, not his mother. Why should I support him?"
Liu Cheng looked guilty. No matter how bad he was at studying, he was still a person who had received more than ten years of education and knew what he needed to know.
He knew that his parents favored boys over girls, that they exploited his older sister, and that it was wrong and unfair.
But as a beneficiary, he blinded himself and told himself that other families were the same, and that older sisters were born to give everything for their younger brothers.
From childhood to adulthood, the sentence his parents said to him most often was—
You have your sister.
Faced with Qi An's questioning, Liu Cheng looked guilty and said, "An elder sister is like a mother. You are my sister. What's wrong with me spending some of your money?"
Qi An laughed and said, "Unless your parents are dead, your eldest sister can act like a mother. Are your parents dead?"
Liu Chengcai: "..."
"I don't care what method you use, even if you have to sell a kidney, you have to return this million to me. Otherwise..."
The three understood immediately; otherwise, they would die.
Mr. Liu frowned and sighed repeatedly.
Liu Chengcai was filled with resentment, plotting how to kill Liu Zhaodi so he wouldn't have to pay back the money.
Liu's mother dared not wail loudly, for fear of being beaten, and could only sob and wipe away her tears.
But that dutiful daughter who would feel sorry for her and give in to her tears is no longer here.
Qi An is not like Liu Zhaodi; even if they cry themselves blind or break their brows, they still have to pay back the money.
“Since you don’t intend to leave and want to continue living in my house, then I have to set some rules.”
The three looked up nervously. They were penniless and burdened with a million-dollar debt, with nowhere else to go but here.
And there's that time bomb-like poison inside my body.
“I don’t support people who just want to eat. You’re responsible for cooking, cleaning, and going out to earn money for me.”
"You have one year to pay back my one million. If you can't, we'll use your body parts as collateral. Even the most useless person has a heart, liver, and kidneys—they're still useful and worth a lot of money."
One year! Pay off one million!
The three were filled with despair, and their vision blurred.
Liu's mother slapped her thigh and wailed, "I don't want to live anymore..."
Qi An smiled and picked up the knife: "Come here, it'll be quick."
The crying stopped instantly.
Before the three of them could recover from the blow, Qi An instructed them to take their ID cards and they all went out together.
Liu's father wore a hat to cover the gauze on his head, and as he walked, the splattered brain matter made him dizzy and nauseous.
Liu Cheng's fingers were wrapped in gauze, and he walked awkwardly. Anyone who didn't know better would think he had soiled himself.
Leaning on her cane, Liu's mother asked anxiously, "Where are you taking us?"
Qi An's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he said mysteriously, "You'll find out when you get there."
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