The male god of the fast travel system surrendered quickly

Chapter 604
"Mom and dad, no, uncle and aunt, what's the matter with you coming to my place?"

Chen's mother called out habitually, and then thought that he and Chen's father had divorced a long time ago, so she hurriedly changed her words.

"Xinyao, go and pour water for your grandparents."

Chen Xinyao nodded and poured a glass of water for each of them.

"What? Can't we come? Xinyao, come here and let grandma take a look."

The old lady waved to Chen Xinyao, and Chen Xinyao walked up to her obediently.

She was still too young when her parents divorced, so she lived with her grandparents all the time. Although the old lady didn't treat her well, she was still kind to her in nurturing her. If it wasn't for the old lady, she would have been hungry died.

"grandmother"

"Um"

"Ah Hui, didn't I hear that your family is rich? Why are you still eating these?" The eldest aunt looked at the similar meals on the table with a look of disgust.

"Almost all the money has been returned to relatives and friends. After all, when Xinyao had an accident, she borrowed a lot of money." Mother Chen said calmly while collecting the food on the table.

Back then when they knew about Chen Xinyao's accident, those people present never showed their faces.

"How is that possible? Now the minimum lottery win is 500 million, how can there be no points left, or is it that seeing us poor relatives come to the door and deliberately pretend to be poor in front of me?"

The eldest aunt had a sarcastic look on her face, and Chen Xinyao frowned in displeasure.

When I was a child, because I lived with my grandparents and lived in my uncle's house, my uncle beat her countless times at that time, even if she ate an extra bite of vegetables, she would be knocked on the head with chopsticks in disgust.

When Chen Xinyao was six years old, once she went out to play at noon, and her aunt was sleeping on the sofa.

Chen Xinyao was afraid of waking up her aunt, so she opened and closed the door lightly, but the old door was hard to close. Chen Xinyao pulled hard, but her hand was accidentally pinched by the door, and her fingers turned black instantly. Tears did not dare to cry, for fear that the crying would wake up the aunt, but the aunt was still woken up.

The first thing I did when I woke up was not to see that Chen Xinyao's hand was so injured. Instead, I found a bamboo stick and beat Chen Xinyao hard.

Several times when Chen Xinyao passed by her, she would treat her as blocking her way and hit her twice.

When she was young, she not only had to wash clothes but also help with housework. Her cousin gave her a steamed stuffed bun, but her aunt thought it was a stolen food, and she was severely beaten.

Chen Xinyao would not let Chen Xinyao take a bite of the meat at home even if it was left to become moldy.

There are countless such things.So when she knew that she could go back to her mother, she was glad in her heart, even though she was almost an adult at that time.

"Ahui, although you and Dazhi are divorced, no matter what, we have taken care of Xinyao for more than ten years. In these ten years, we haven't said to worry less, and we don't want you too much. Three million is enough."

The old man knocked on his smoke pot, and a lot of black soot fell on the clean ground, which looked very eye-catching.

300?Ordinary working families like them have two to three thousand yuan a month in wages, and they need 3000 million yuan.

If they knew that what Chen Xinyao got back was 2000 million, they might ask for far more than that.

"Father is right. Anyway, we have indeed raised Xinyao for so many years. When you two divorced, Xinyao, a child without a father and mother, was thrown to us to raise. What food and clothing are there for us?" You don’t need to spend any money, do you? Asking you for 300 million is considered a small amount.”

"Master, are you here to collect debts?"

Chen Xinyao hates dealing with this kind of things the most. They are her family, but they are too good, and they are kind to her.

"Shut up, what do adults say and children interrupt?"

　Personal experience, but I was picked up by my mother when I was 13 years old!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)