Rebirth 90: I changed my fate by winning the lottery

It hasn't even been a week since Liu Yun resigned, and he lost more than 3 yuan playing mahjong? Ding Mo was stunned!

"She spent all the family savings on playing mahjong," Ding Zhiping said angrily.

Ding Mo weighed the pros and cons in his mind and decided that 3 yuan was about half of their family’s current savings.

The company's previous fundraising for building a house had already drained his father's savings, so it was very rare for him to be able to save more than 3 yuan. In addition, he later raised Ding Rong, a money-loser, so his family was not as wealthy as he imagined.

"Your mother thinks that since there is still such a large amount of money in the family, it doesn't matter if we lose some now." Ding Zhiping scratched his hair with his hands.

"Then you slapped yourself a few times?" Ding Mo looked at his face.

"Oh!" Ding Zhiping didn't know what to say. He sighed, picked up the bottle and started drinking, finishing half a bottle of beer in one breath.

Ding Mo didn't stop him. She was thinking about how to deal with such a thing, or more precisely, how to persuade Liu Yun.

Forget it. After thinking about it, she knew that even if Liu Yun could be persuaded for a while, he would do it again in the future.

"Dad, why don't I run away from home?" Ding Mo suddenly said.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ding Zhiping was confused.

"Then you tell my mother that I ran away with the money overnight, so that she won't think that our family is rich in the future." Ding Mo gave a bad idea.

"And then what? You'll never go to school again and hide in some deep forest or mountain?" Ding Zhiping asked.

Ding Mo touched his nose: "Yeah, this is not the solution."

Ding Zhiping looked at his daughter. A few days ago, he thought it was a good thing that the family had money and his daughter had grown up, but now...

Ding Zhiping now regrets very much that he was too indulgent towards Liu Yun on weekdays, and he doubts very much that after Liu Yun returns from the police station, he may still think that the 3 yuan is just a small matter and not take it seriously.

Is this lottery bonus a blessing or a curse?

Ding Mo said that day that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand, how come it seems to be true now? There has never been a break in their family's affairs.

Compared to Ding Zhiping's depression, Ding Mo really can't be optimistic.

Because in her previous life, she was tortured by Liu Yun until her death. Even when Liu Yun was almost 70 years old, she still asked her to do this and that as a mother, and she was not satisfied with anything she did.

Ding Mo was unable to escape Liu Yun's torture until his death. That torture was not physical, but psychological.

Some friends knew her situation to some extent and advised her to be more open-minded and not to care too much about Liu Yun. Some people even said that she was just being foolishly filial.

But she was her biological mother after all. As long as Liu Yun cried, made a fuss, or even threatened to commit suicide, and put the label of "unfilial" on her, Ding Mo would have no choice but to give in in the end.

If he just asked her to do this and that, it would be fine, at most she would be physically tired, but Liu Yun often made material demands on her and often asked her for money.

Fortunately, Ding Rong broke with this family early on, otherwise Ding Mo could imagine the scene when Liu Yun asked her for money on behalf of Ding Rong.

She must be forced to become a brother-supporting demon.

Ding Mo has read many books about native families for this purpose. She also knows these theories, but what’s the use of theories alone?

In my previous life, I always hoped that I could be completely independent mentally and break free from the constraints of my original family, but I was ultimately unable to do so.

At that time, she often wondered why Ding Zhiping died of cancer so early. Could it be because he was often angry with Liu Yun?

Ding Mo started to have wild thoughts. She drank a bottle of soda, which made her seem much drunker than Ding Zhiping's bottle of beer.

"Ah." Ding Mo also paused in melancholy. To be honest, she didn't have any good way to deal with Liu Yun. Although the money was under her control, it was impossible not to give it to Liu Yun.

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Zhou Lang, also known as Officer Zhou, was leaning against the door of his unit, smoking a cigarette, watching the little girl in front of him buying off the children in the family yard with a few lollipops.

"You all know so-and-so and so-and-so, right? If you see my mom talking to them or going out with them, come and tell me!"

Ding Mo handed lollipops to the group of little ears around him while explaining their tasks.

The little kids said yes repeatedly and ran away happily holding their lollipops.

When Ding Mo turned around, he saw Zhou Lang leaning against the door: "Brother Zhou." Ding Mo greeted him warmly.

That day, Liu Yun was taken to the police station by Grandma Zhou, and was said to have been scolded by Zhou Lang. He was not allowed to go home until late at night. He has been hiding at home ever since and dares not go out. He is as well-behaved as a little white rabbit.

The money that the other women won from Liu Yun was also returned at Zhou Lang's request. Although it was far less than 3 yuan, they still returned 5000 yuan.

"Didn't I tell you before to keep an eye on the money? How come such a big thing happened at home?" Zhou Lang asked her.

"I deposited all my money in the bank and watched it closely. I didn't expect that something like this would happen even though I had no money left." Ding Mo was helpless.

Zhou Lang was quite sad when he heard her say that: "I told my mom to ask the neighborhood committee to keep an eye on your mom. If anything happens, ask them to come to you right away."

Ding Mo was sweating profusely. Her rank was really too low. She used lollipops to hire a few little kids to act as her informants, while Zhou Lang directly took action against the entire neighborhood committee's organization of aunties.

However, Ding Mo still wanted to thank him, so she bowed and thanked him very seriously.

Because it was too formal, Zhou Lang was shocked, but Zhou Lang didn't rush to be polite with her. Instead, he asked an unrelated question: "Is it time to cut your bangs?"

As soon as Ding Mo lowered her head, her bangs covered half of her face.

Ding Mo brushed her bangs, because her hair was thick and fluffy, her bangs looked very heavy. But straight bangs were too rustic, she had been nurturing her bangs since she was reborn, waiting for them to grow longer.

Now the bangs are almost hanging down to the eyes, which looks a bit scary at first glance.

"Hahaha, I just want to change my hairstyle." Ding Mo explained.

"The little brat is becoming vain?" Zhou Lang said with a smile.

"But you've gained weight." Zhou Lang added.

Ding Mo began to suspect that Zhou Lang was trying to make her anxious about her appearance. Although she knew that she was too thin and should gain some weight, she still felt a little uncomfortable when a man told her in person that she had gained weight.