Chapter 7 Section VI

It wasn't until the next day that Mom calmed down a little and was able to have a good conversation. That being said, we didn't actually talk for long, because there was no need for that.Mom just told me so. "I don't know what will happen to my parents in the future and what plans they have. For the time being, I can only wait and see. Mom doesn't have the strength to think so much. But no matter what, Mom will discuss everything with you. My mood is the top priority, and then I decide what to do." Saying this, Mom's eyes turned red again. "Your father said that because he was in a mess. You can be angry with your father, and you have reasons to be angry, but you should forgive him. Ya Nan, you are indeed a child of father and mother, mother and mother Mr. Sawamura is innocent. The relationship between Mom and Mr. Sawamura is just like what Mom said before, that's all, you have to trust Mom."

Faced with such a solemn oath, I can only answer "yes".Besides, at this time, I yelled "Liar! Why did dad leave?" or screamed "Mom is the worst!" and then locked myself in the room and cried with my knees, this kind of behavior is too childish... It sounds so good, but I really want to do that; if I had to choose, I would definitely do it.But unfortunately, I have a military adviser, and it is Shimazaki. He said to me who stepped on the stairs of the clothes drying table last night to visit: "I understand your mood. But, you must not make a scene, let alone want to be a bad boy because of this. You must calm down and don't be emotional. .Because now you are the only one in your family who can do this.”

so.I believe mother's oath. "Well, I know. I trust Mom." Mom's tensed shoulders relaxed at this moment. "Mom, what about the money? Don't you want it?" Mom thought about it silently, probably after thinking about how long it took the oil to heat up in the pan, and then said, "Mom wants to accept that money." "Because it was Mr. Sawamura's last wish?" "How should I put it... To be honest, Mom doesn't know what Mr. Sawamura is thinking. Although I don't know, Mom decided not to give the money to me, but to 'give it to me'."

"Ok." "So, I don't intend to monopolize the money. Mr. Sawamura must have seen from past events that Mom would do this, so he handed over the money to me—that's how Mom explained it." "Really...then I understand." I smiled at Mom. "And, mother. Anyway, if we were to say no to the money, we'd be entitled to some fee as compensation." In fact, the distress caused by threatening calls and stalking calls asking for donations alone is enough for us to demand moral compensation.Most of those calls were from emerging religious groups, and they said things like "If you don't donate, you will be cursed."The god they believe in is really a god who wants money.

We also received a lot of inexplicable letters like "The reason why my family is poor is because you cunning people monopolize the world's wealth. If you feel sorry, you can transfer 100 million won to this account within three days." .In addition, there are threats, intimidation, sympathy, pleading, courtship, and flattery. If you collect them all, you can produce an alternative version of "Example of Beautiful Letters". Only one of them touched me a little. It described how his life was changed because he won the lottery jackpot two years ago.In his self-introduction, he said that he was originally a middle-level executive of a small and medium-sized food company, and his proficient writing seemed to prove this.

"Money is the 'touchstone' to test human nature." The person who wrote the letter said so. "I was originally just a small office worker, and I had no special interests other than buying lottery tickets. And I bought lottery tickets purely for fun, and I didn't aim to win big prizes. However, once I had an extra 100 million won Bonus, I just found out that the world is tilted by 90 degrees with this money as a fulcrum. If it is 180 degrees, I can still bear it, but..." As a result, he quit his job in the company, sold the house he bought with a loan, and moved to the city where his wife's natal family lives, where he now helps his father-in-law's family run the family business.

"Maybe this society is not tolerant enough to allow pure 'luck'. Therefore, negative pressure will be exerted to try to reduce that luck. Here, I just want to advise you to be more patient, and wish your family is safe Weather this storm." Attached to the letter was an advertising leaflet and an order form from a local publishing house.From the looks of it, he seems to have written his experience into a book, and people can only smile wryly after reading it.However, it's not that I can't understand his mood. In this way, every day we receive letters that exceed the capacity of ordinary home mailboxes, and the postman who doesn't know how to deal with them will hand over the letters to the administrator.After a long time, even the administrator was not happy, saying that he wanted to increase the management fee of our family.Since we did cause trouble to others, we paid, apologized, but still felt bad.Especially when people say loudly behind their backs, "What will happen if you give me a little more! You are really stingy and don't think about others".

Because of this, I would suggest to Mom that even if you want to reject the bequest, you must still get compensation.Especially now that even my father has run away from home, it is even more necessary to accept it. "That's the way it is... Well, Ya Nan, do you want to move to another place temporarily?" Mom raised this opinion, "It is no longer possible to live a normal life here. Lawyer Maekawa also suggested that we move out, saying To avoid danger, it is better to hide for a while." The "danger" that lawyer Maekawa referred to probably refers to robbers.I nodded and said, "Okay, it's almost summer vacation anyway. If we don't stay here for a while, the commotion should cool down a bit, right?"

Mom smiled very lonely: "I hope so. If you are forced to transfer to another school, it will be troublesome." "Don't worry, it won't happen." Because I have Shimazaki... I thought so. "Mom has considered the matter of moving before, and now that your father is gone, it is even more necessary. You must feel uncomfortable in your heart, but if the people nearby tell you something, don't argue with them..." Before I finished speaking, my mother suddenly stopped, raised her hand to signal me to "wait a moment", then lowered her voice and said, "it seems that someone is at the porch..."

I quietly slipped down from the chair and moved against the wall. When I came to the living room, I squinted one eye and looked over, and found that the door was opened with a gap of about ten centimeters, and a figure could be seen from there.I took a deep breath and shouted, "Who is there?" The door slammed shut with a sound that resounded throughout the apartment.My mother and I ran over, opened the door and looked into the passage, just in time to see a door closed in the corner of the same floor, because it was too hasty, and something was caught.Although it wasn't clear from a distance, judging by the color, it should be a corner of the apron—then, the door opened again, and the thing retracted.

Mom and I sighed each other. "Everyone here knows that your father is gone, and they also know why your father left." Mom whispered. "Maybe we've been being watched all the time, and everything has been seen long ago." "I really don't want to think that way," I thought of Aunt Masaoka's face in the crack of the door last night, "but maybe Aunt Masaoka is eavesdropping on our conversation with a glass." Just at this time, there was the sound of ping-pong when things were overturned in the neighbor's house, followed by the sound of glass breaking. It seems that I was really hit by what I said.My mother and I looked at each other. We don't have half a good neighbor anymore. "Let's move first." I said.