After My Parents Gave Me a Car for Mid-Autumn Festival, I Cut Ties with Them

On Mid-Autumn Festival, to celebrate my starting a new job, my parents used half a lifetime of savings to buy me a car.

The card read warmly:

"Sweetheart, we'll walk the road ahead with you!"

Mom looked at me with eager anticipation.

"Good girl, do you like it? Now you won't have to squeeze onto the subway every day to get to work."

I said nothing. I just sneered and tossed the heart-covered card into the trash.

"Dad, Mom, let's cut ties!"

The air froze in an instant. Dad panicked, and the chopsticks in his hand clattered to the floor.

Mom looked at me through tear-filled eyes.

"Sweetheart, do you not like the car? But your dad and I did our best..."

I interrupted her, expressionless.

"I'm informing you that, starting today, I'm retiring."

"I... won't be your daughter anymore!"