Chapter 1403: Chapter 1002: Full-time Mother’s Counterattack 10 (Five Thousand) (Part 2)
The mother and son’s life wasn’t all that luxurious. After all, their food and everyday use weren’t much different from ordinary families, but their life was indeed more exciting than that of an average family.
Every day, Wen Han followed Qi Qi to deliver meals, increasingly aware of how hard his mother worked for money. Although he was young, he was exceptionally sensible, and would even voluntarily look after the deliveries downstairs. If they met kind-hearted people, they would tell her, "You go ahead and deliver; we’ll watch over the child and the meals for you."
There were many kind-hearted people, but also many troublesome ones. There were complaints and negative reviews, and every month they encountered two or three such incidents.
She didn’t go out in bad weather, mainly to ensure the child’s safety, not because she was lazy. The child relied on her to survive, and she needed the child’s companionship. The two couldn’t live without each other, and valuing their lives was only right.
No matter how busy she was, Qi Qi’s studies were never delayed. Although she didn’t stay in the dorm, her relationships with her classmates were quite good. Everyone treated her like a confidante. Whenever someone had trouble, as long as she knew, she helped as much as she could.
Studying was a tedious process, and college was a time for enjoying romance. Couples were not uncommon on campus, but Qi Qi remained unfazed throughout.
After experiencing so many lifetimes, for her, men were just the icing on the cake and never a lifeline in a snowstorm.
She quite enjoyed the feeling of raising her child alone and didn’t want to find someone to give herself needless trouble. After all, life for the mother and son was simple, but getting married meant it would be different. She’d probably have to serve several more people, something she’d only do if she were out of her mind.
Qi Qi rarely contacted her family, but her calligraphy live stream was visible to everyone, and the news of her making money from selling her writing naturally spread around.
It was only a matter of time before it reached her parents and brothers.
When the first snow fell, her parents called her. It was the first call since her divorce, and Qi Qi found it rather unexpected.
But the person on the other end wanted to borrow money, with no extra nonsense. They just asked if she was selling her calligraphy online and said that if it weren’t for them raising her and supporting her education, she wouldn’t be as accomplished as she was today. Qi Qi originally wanted to chat with her biological parents about family affection, but that statement amused her.
"I’m your daughter. You know what I learned and what I didn’t learn, better than anyone. If I could write such good characters, I wouldn’t have landed in my current situation. The writing in the videos is all pieced together. I sold for others, and the income belongs to others. The only thing I can get is a mere one percent commission. Don’t overestimate me."
"The same goes for embroidery; it’s all done by others’ hands and has nothing to do with me. I’m currently an internet celebrity, which is no different from indirect marketing. Don’t believe the rumors. I’m currently studying in Beijing. Tuition, living expenses, the child’s kindergarten fees, and rent can crush me at any time. You’re asking me for money? I can only say I have none. If my brother wants to buy a house or a car, let him buy it with his own skills. You raised me, not him. I have no obligation to support him."
"When I divorced back then, I was barely tolerated by my sister-in-law after staying home for a few days. Now you remember me? No way. Plus, I’m a daughter, not a son, everything at home belongs to my brother. You not only didn’t give me the betrothal gift but didn’t give me a cent for my dowry, making me unable to hold my head up at my in-law’s house. I endured it for four years and ended up divorcing hastily. After the divorce, no one stood up to speak for me. And now you remember me?"
"Mom and Dad, don’t be so foolish. Remember you thought of them for everything. When you’re old and can’t walk, lying on a bed without a cent in your hand will be the saddest thing. The money I give you, that’s because you raised me. I should support you in your old age, but it doesn’t mean fulfilling every desire. Everything I give is within my means. Beyond that, I won’t bear it, even if you command me to. Because your monthly living expenses and medicine are fixed, I will only give what I’m supposed to give. For anything else, please don’t ask me!"
After saying what she needed to, regardless of the mood of the person on the other end, she hung up the phone.
Sis isn’t Voldemort, thinking she can be the easy target, sorry, not possible, you’ve got the wrong person.
In her previous life, during such difficult times, her parents and brothers weren’t reliable. Now that she’s successful, they want to reconnect. Sorry, she’s not falling for it.
