Back then, Bai Su was so naive. 'Once I have money,' she thought, 'everything will get better. My parents will see that I'm an outstanding child, and they'll care about me a little more.'
On the video call, her parents' faces were etched with worry, showing none of the excitement or curiosity one would expect about a trip.
Bai Su asked foolishly, "Didn't I give my sister fifty thousand last month? How is she out of money again?"
Her father immediately clicked his tongue in annoyance, as if he couldn't understand why she was being so thoughtless.
"How much money do you have? And how much does she have?"
"Of course you can go out and live it up with hundreds of thousands in your pocket. Your sister only has fifty thousand; that's gone after buying a few outfits and eating out a couple of times."
"Besides, you don't have a mortgage. Your sister's mortgage is such a heavy burden. Is fifty thousand even enough to make a dent?"
