This story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental.
The story has begun.
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The sharp ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang. Wang Moli trembled all over, and opened the answer button with trembling fingertips. Her mother's crying pleas immediately came from the receiver, and every word was like a needle tempered with ice, piercing her heart.
"Jasmine, my good girl, please do a good job and save your brother! Those debt collectors blocked the door of our house just now. They said they must raise one hundred thousand tonight. If they don't pay a penny less, they will break one of his legs tomorrow morning! Mom, please, take out all the savings you have saved through frugality over the years and fill this hole first!"
The mother's cries were threatening, leaving her no room to breathe. Her words suddenly changed, and her tone was harsh and humble: "If you really can't raise a hundred thousand, the eldest brother of that gang said that you can go and stay with him for a night, and this matter can be slowed down for a while. Can you let your brother go first, and you can be aggrieved? He is your biological brother from the same mother, and you can't just watch him become disabled!"
These words completely defeated Wang Moli's last psychological defense. The grievances, chills, and despair that had been accumulated for several days suddenly collapsed. Tears poured down on the back of her hands. She choked with sobs, and her voice was so broken that it was almost out of tune: "Mom... Am I your biological child? You have always only seen your younger brother, and you have not cared about my life or death. For that rotten gambler, you actually let me do such a thing. How can you be so cruel?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then her father's harsh and angry scolding sounded.
