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My Brother Won a Million Dollar Lottery, and My Father Forced Me to Pay 400,000 in Taxes for Him
Short Fiction弟弟中奖百万,爸爸逼我替他交税四十万
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For my brother's birthday, I specially prepared a fake scratch-off note. The ticket had a fixed prize of two thousand yuan, which was enough to make him happy. I have a brand new two thousand yuan in my bag, so I can redeem his prize on the spot. Dad followed his brother and turned his back to scratch the prize, and I turned around and went into the kitchen to clean up the mess. Then I vaguely heard my father taking a deep breath and my brother exclaiming in disbelief. I smiled inwardly, dried my hands, and thought the timing was perfect. But as soon as I got closer, my father suddenly grabbed the scratch-off game in his hand and hid it behind his back: "Oh, I missed it! It's an empty ticket! I knew it! Your brother is so lucky. Everything he buys is in vain, so he doesn't have the chance to make a fortune!" I turned around and returned to the kitchen silently, amidst the roar of the range hood. My father's deliberately lowered voice penetrated my ears clearly: "Oh, you didn't see it! Haohao is so lucky! Two million, a whole two million!" "Let me just say that my little son is the reincarnation of a lucky star, right? He has brought wealth since he was a child, unlike Jiajia, the debt collector, who has been sick and crooked for so many years. He looks unlucky and will drag people down!" I held the cooked longevity noodles, and my fingertips turned white. He smiled so happily. It seems that I have completely forgotten that all the pain I have is a result of blocking three knives for him.
For my brother's birthday, I specially prepared a fake scratch-off note. The ticket had a fixed prize of two thousand yuan, which was enough to make him happy. I have a brand new two thousand yuan in my bag, so I can redeem his prize on the spot. Dad followed his brother and turned his back to scratch the prize, and I turned around and went into the kitchen to clean up the mess. Then I vaguely heard my father taking a deep breath and my brother exclaiming in disbelief. I smiled inwardly, dried my hands, and thought the timing was perfect. But as soon as I got closer, my father suddenly grabbed the scratch-off game in his hand and hid it behind his back: "Oh, I missed it! It's an empty ticket! I knew it! Your brother is so lucky. Everything he buys is in vain, so he doesn't have the chance to make a fortune!" I turned around and returned to the kitchen silently, amidst the roar of the range hood. My father's deliberately lowered voice penetrated my ears clearly: "Oh, you didn't see it! Haohao is so lucky! Two million, a whole two million!" "Let me just say that my little son is the reincarnation of a lucky star, right? He has brought wealth since he was a child, unlike Jiajia, the debt collector, who has been sick and crooked for so many years. He looks unlucky and will drag people down!" I held the cooked longevity noodles, and my fingertips turned white. He smiled so happily. It seems that I have completely forgotten that all the pain I have is a result of blocking three knives for him.