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Dad is a time management freak. In his eyes, time is money, and wasting time is seeking wealth and murder. He set a strict price list for me: if I stay idle for one minute, I will be fined one yuan; if I eat for more than ten minutes, I will be fined five yuan; if I am slow in doing the questions, I will be charged by the second. I race against the second hand every day, and I have to hold my watch even when I go to the toilet. What I was most afraid of was that my father would look at the stopwatch and say coldly: "Li An'an, you have a time deficit today, use your sleep time tomorrow to pay off the debt." In order to "earn" time, I never dared to look at the scenery while walking, and I spoke as fast as a machine gun. That day, I was five minutes late coming home because I helped an old lady cross the street. I know that I can't afford these five minutes of "liquidated damages". I lingered in front of my house, afraid to go in. An uncle in a suit who looked like a boss told me that he had a time machine that could turn back time. Turn back time? That would be great. That way I won't be late, my dad won't be angry, and I won't be saddled with "time debt"! I nodded eagerly and took my uncle's hand. I thought I was going to get back time, but I didn't know that it was a trap that would stop my life forever.

I was begged to go back by those wealthy parents. They said that the fake daughter suffered from depression and needed family companionship, and asked me to go back and be an "emotional trash can." I smiled, it was a good job and the money came quickly. "It's okay to be a trash can, but you have to pay. She cried for two thousand, and she committed suicide for fifty thousand. If she ran away from home and asked me to find her in the middle of the night, I would be charged based on the mileage." My parents were eager to save their daughter. They thought I was just a philistine village girl, so they signed an agreement and wanted to get me back as soon as possible. As soon as I got home, the fake daughter-in-law started. She looked at the street clothes I was wearing, covered her face and started sobbing. "My sister had a very hard life in the past. I was the one who robbed her of her life. Wuwuwu..." My parents felt very distressed and were about to come up to comfort me. I held the counter and pressed it "click, click" next to it. "One cry, two cries... Ouch, this cry is long, let's count it as two cries." The fake daughter cried for a while and looked at me with snot bubbles hanging from her nose. I threw the counter in front of my father. "I cried a total of fifteen times. Let's round up the total and get 30,000 yuan. Please pay me." My father was so angry that his hands were shaking. "Your sister is so sad, why are you still thinking about money?" "No money? Then I'm leaving." I pretended to leave. "Here! I'll give it!" My father gritted his teeth and transferred the money. Looking at the balance on his phone, I turned to the fake daughter and said. "Sister, you were not in the right mood just now, why don't you cry again?"