After everyone left, the house became completely quiet. It was an old house that my father bought twelve years ago because his younger siblings were about to be born. He felt that renting was not a good idea, so he gritted his teeth and bought it. The good thing about the house was that it was a detached house, but the downsides were that it was too old and small, and most of the sunlight was blocked by the surrounding buildings.
Even after buying the house, Mom still felt life was too hard, so a year later she packed her bags and disappeared, never to return.
It was an old house when it was bought, and after living there for twelve years, the old house became increasingly dilapidated after Song Jun and Song Jiao became successful. Nobody wanted it anymore, so they generously said they would leave it for her to live in her old age. They were very kind to her. However, what's ridiculous is that after the house was demolished, even though they didn't need a house, they still came back to ask for the demolition compensation. They each took one-third of it and never saw her again.
Tsk, he painstakingly raised his two younger siblings, only to end up with nothing. How laughable and pathetic.
Should we call Song Jun and Song Jiao ungrateful? Yes, but she should also be blamed. Who told her to spoil them so much? She also lost her father, so why should she feel sorry for her younger siblings and always give in to them? Why didn't she think more about herself?
They give Song Jun and Song Jiao whatever they want, and never complain about their own hardships. What else can they call that but their own?
In this life, you should be a little selfish. You're already twelve years old, why can't you do housework? There's clearly no source of income at home, so why do you have to compare yourself to others in everything? And after you became adults, the eldest sister started working after graduating from high school, so why can't you do student jobs to earn your own living expenses?
Song Xia took a deep breath. If she continued to spoil the two of them in this lifetime, she would be a dog.
And the compensation money left by her father, once it's spent, it's spent; don't even think about sucking her dry anymore.
She would keep a record of every penny spent from now on, and both of them would sign and seal the record to see what they would have to say when they grew up.
It was getting late, so she took the food out of the refrigerator. Since Song Jun and Song Jiao were still young, she would cook for them. But she wouldn't be able to slack off on washing the dishes or mopping the floor later. She was careful not to bring out her cooking talent while cooking, so the dish was just an ordinary, plain home-cooked meal.
Song Jun and Song Jiao are twins, twelve years old this year, and are in the same sixth grade class. The school is not far away, only a ten-minute walk from home. When they arrived home, Song Xia had just finished cooking the dishes. They are both in puberty and have big appetites, so although she only made two dishes and a soup, the portions were very large.
"Eat first, I have something to tell you later."
Song Jun and Song Jiao exchanged a glance, unsure of what Song Xia was going to say.
Song Jiao asked softly, "Sister, what do you want to say?"
Song Xia looked up at her. Perhaps due to her birth mother's good looks, she, Song Jun, and Song Jiao were all good-looking, especially Song Jiao. Her eyes were bright and innocent when she looked at people. It was precisely because of this that in her previous life, no matter how unreasonable Song Jiao's request was, she would always grit her teeth and agree.
"Let's finish eating first."
Not getting the answer she wanted, Song Jiao pouted and then sat down in her dining chair.
"You come and get your food yourselves, do you expect me to bring it to you?"
Song Jiao's eyes showed growing dissatisfaction. She slowly stood up, her voice low, "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm used to the old days when Dad was around..."
Although she didn't finish her sentence, Song Xia understood what she meant. She was deliberately playing the victim, saying that she didn't have to do anything when her father was around!
Dad is an honest man who only knows how to work hard. He always felt that the three of them were letting their mother down, so after returning from working outside, he still took care of all the housework. In the past, Song Xia would help out because she couldn't stand it, but Song Jiao and Song Jun never had the same awareness.
Ha, trying to play the victim and say you don't have a dad to love you anymore? Sorry, I don't have a dad to love me either!
"Yes, when Dad was alive, he was the one who cooked. Looking back now, we were so immature. Dad worked so hard to earn money outside, and he still had to take care of us when he came back."
Song Jiao's downcast gaze paused for a moment, as if she hadn't quite realized that Song Xia would say that.
Then came the embarrassment, because she used to boss her father around the most. Was her sister deliberately targeting her?
She looked up and thought, "That shouldn't be possible. My sister's sad expression doesn't seem fake."
Song Jun was hungry and didn't think too much about it, but Song Jiao's mind raced, especially since the two dishes and soup on the table weren't her favorites.
"Sis, you only made two dishes?"
"Um."
Seeing that Song Xia didn't say much, she gritted her teeth and said again, "When Dad was alive, he always cooked four dishes."
She quickly apologized after she finished speaking: "Sister, I didn't mean you cooked too little. It's just that neither of these dishes are my favorites. There's so much fatty meat in them, I can't eat them."
Before she awakened, Song Xia would definitely apologize and promise to make Song Jiao's favorite dish for the next meal, but that's impossible in this lifetime.
“I haven’t cooked much before, so I can’t make complicated dishes like Dad. If you want to eat something…” She paused, calmly picking up a piece of food for herself under Song Jiao’s triumphant gaze, “you can learn to cook it yourself.”
Song Jiao stared at her in utter astonishment. "Do it yourself?"
"Sister, I can't. I'm only twelve years old, and I have to go to school every day."
"I don't know either, and besides, I'm a senior in high school now, and I'm much busier than you are with school."
A hint of resentment flashed in Song Jiao's eyes, but her tone remained weak as she spoke: "Sister, do you think that Song Jun and I have dragged you down? But... but I don't want to lose Dad either."
She's so young, yet she's such a good actress. Her father is such an honest man, how did he raise Song Jiao with such a personality? Did she inherit it from her runaway mother?
She pretended to be weak, and Song Xia pretended to be stupid: "Sister doesn't want to lose Dad either, but it has already happened. Xiao Jiao, Xiao Jun, we must cheer up from now on. It doesn't matter if we didn't know how before, we can learn together. If Dad is watching over us from heaven, he will surely bless us with everything going well."
Song Jiao's eyes flashed with annoyance again. How come her older sister couldn't even hear such a straightforward complaint? I'm the younger sister, can't you just coax me and pamper me? Why do you force me to do things I don't like?
Song Jun didn't have as many thoughts as Song Jiao. He was purely selfish and only cared about his own interests. Just like now, he didn't care whether Song Jiao would have anything to eat after he finished his business. After finishing two bowls of rice, he put down his chopsticks and said he wanted to go out and play.
"Stop! I told you I have something to tell you."
Song Jun looked impatient: "What do you want to say? Everyone's waiting for me."
"Naturally, it's a very important matter, concerning the compensation money left by Dad."
Song Jun and Song Jiao also knew about the 400,000 yuan. After all, it couldn't be kept a secret. The neighbors had already found out, and if they mentioned it in their own home, the children would spread the word everywhere.
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