Tan Zhen snorted when she heard Song Zhenyu comparing her younger brother, Song Feiyu.
"Your younger brother is still young. As his elder sister, you're actually comparing him to you. How is this how an elder sister should behave?"
Song Zhenyu glanced at Song Feiyu, who was focused on playing games on his phone. "He's already 22 years old now. In your eyes, you've probably always treated him like a three-year-old child. You can't scold or hit him."
"What about me? When I was three years old, I was treated like a twenty-year-old. You made me wash the dishes and do all kinds of chores. You hit me whenever you didn't like it. "
Tan Zhen retorted, "Aren't I doing this for your own good? I'm letting you develop good habits from a young age. Otherwise, would you have been able to become independent so early? Would you have been so successful?! "
When she heard the word "independent," Song Zhenyu said sadly, "Letting a child be independent? This is really a high-sounding excuse. But go and ask other families. Do any parents let their children walk half an hour to and from school on their own from preschool? "
Tan Zhen said angrily, "Weren't you busy with work back then? If your father and I didn't earn money, how were we going to raise you? Were we going to starve?"
Song Zhenyu said, "But back then, I didn't see you working. You gathered with the villagers every day, playing cards and chatting. You were very free every day."
"You, you, you … I'll beat you to death!" Tan Zhen was so angry that she wanted to swing her arm and hit Song Zhenyu a few more times.
This time, Song Zhenyu didn't use her arm to block it. She just stood there.
However, just as Tan Zhen was about to hit her, Song Feiyu said irritably, "Can you all be quiet? You're so annoying. You're disturbing me when I'm playing the game. This is the key to reaching Gold!"
Hearing this, Tan Zhen put down her hand and put away her bad attitude toward Song Zhenyu. She became like a loving mother. "Okay, okay. Mom will be quiet. Focus on playing. Do your best to reach Gold." After saying this to Song Feiyu, she looked at her daughter.
"You should be quiet too. Don't talk. Don't disturb your brother when he's playing games. Your brother is a gaming genius. I read the news online that those game streamers earn millions or even tens of millions every year. When he reaches Gold, he should be able to stream. He will definitely make a lot of money then.. "
Song Zhenyu had long gotten used to this difference in attitude.
Most of the time, she suspected that she was picked up from the streets. Otherwise, why would her parents treat Song Feiyu like a young master and treat her like a master treating a servant in ancient times?
After a few minutes of silence, Song Feiyu suddenly threw his phone to the ground. He was so angry that he pointed at Tan Zhen and Song Zhenyu.
"It's all your fault! You're so noisy and annoying! I failed to advance to Gold! "
Tan Zhen was also furious, but she naturally wouldn't vent her anger on Song Feiyu. Instead, she pointed at Song Zhenyu and said,
"It's all your fault. If I saw you, I wouldn't have gotten angry and argued with you. Now that your brother has lost the game, are you satisfied? If you hadn't been so noisy, with your brother's superb gaming talent, he would have definitely won! "
Being criticized like this, Song Zhenyu was stunned.
Was it that difficult to advance to Gold? How could this gaming talent be called super strong?!
As far as she knew, Song Feiyu had been playing Pesticide for at least three years. It was so difficult to advance to Gold after playing for three years. His talent was hard to explain.
When Song Zhenyu used to teach, she played a hundred rounds in her spare time and easily reached Diamond.
Moreover, this level was very, very ordinary.
In terms of gaming talent, it had to be someone like Hsu Mu-yan.
This was because when she was chatting with Hsu Mu-yan, she heard from her that she had only played Pesticide recently. After playing a hundred rounds, she reached King of Kings. After playing two hundred rounds, she reached King of Kings with fifty stars.
However, her mother, Tan Zhen, was a village woman. She was good at playing cards and arguing, but she didn't know the various levels of Pesticide.
Song Feiyu probably made up some nonsense in front of her, and Tan Zhen directly thought that Song Feiyu was a gaming genius.
In order to play the game openly, Song Feiyu even made false claims that he could earn millions or even tens of millions from live streaming.
Song Zhenyu couldn't be bothered to criticize this brother of hers, so she didn't expose him. She only advised Song Feiyu.
"You're not young anymore. It's time to grow up. Don't always think about playing games. Do something serious."
Hearing that, Song Feiyu felt guilty and kept quiet. He could lie to his mother, Tan Zhen, but he definitely wouldn't lie to his sister, Song Zhenyu.
When Tan Zhen heard Song Zhenyu's words, she defended her son. "Your brother playing games is serious. In the future, he can earn money from live streaming. He's much more useful than you."
Song Zhenyu couldn't be bothered to refute. She said self-deprecatingly, "Yes, yes, yes. I'm the most useless. My brother is more useful than me."
"It's good that you know." Tan Zhen snorted proudly. She didn't want to talk about anything else and went straight to the point. "Have you prepared the betrothal gift? Go to the bank and transfer the money to your brother so that he can get married. "
Song Zhenyu said unhappily, "I already said on the phone that I won't pay 300,000 yuan."
Song Feiyu said casually, "It's not 300,000 yuan, it's 800,000 yuan."
"800,000 yuan?!" Song Zhenyu's eyes widened in shock.
Tan Zhen said calmly, "We thought about it. As his sister, 300,000 yuan is too little. 800,000 yuan is more appropriate. This way, you can buy a bigger house and your brother and sister-in-law can live more comfortably."
Song Zhenyu was speechless for a while. Then she said, "Whether it's 300,000 or 800,000, I don't even have 30,000 yuan. You think too highly of me."
Tan Zhen questioned, "You can't even afford 30,000 yuan? Are you kidding? You've been working for several years. How can you not have that much money? "
At the mention of this, Song Zhenyu got angry. She said, "When I was a teacher in a private high school, I only got 8,000 yuan a month. When I was a little more than that, it was only about 10,000 yuan.
"Every time I received my salary, I had to transfer 3,000 yuan to my brother and 5,000 yuan to you. Also, during the holidays, I had to give you at least 500 yuan in red packets.
"Also, I was the one who paid for the replacement of your phones after using them for less than a year."
"When I buy clothes, I always buy the cheapest ones. When I look for a house, I also look for the cheapest one. The cell phones I use are all obsolete ones.
"During the holidays, I don't even dare to go out and relax. I stay at home because it costs money.
"I've been in Qing Ling for so many years and I've never made any friends. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare to. I'm afraid that if my friends suddenly ask me to treat them to a meal, I won't be able to afford it.
"Usually, when I have a cold or a fever, I have to bear it by myself. I don't even dare to go to the hospital.
"If you think about it carefully, I've never had more than 10,000 yuan in my card since I started working. How did I save up so much money for the betrothal gifts?
"But I'm sure you didn't even think about it because you only know how to ask for money. You don't care about me at all. In your eyes, I'm not your daughter or sister. I'm just a tool to provide you with money!"
The resentment that Song Zhenyu had hidden in her heart for a long time was completely vented with each sentence. Her emotions became more and more agitated, and tears continuously flowed from her eyes. By the end of her speech, both sides of her face were wet with tears.
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