Reid's tuition was not high, and I paid it on my own.
My gratitude and generosity only increased their greed for money. They wanted more and more money from me.
In the first year of my work, my conceited parents urged me to build a new house for them in the village.
I agreed.
In my second year of work, I took out a loan to buy a flat, but they looked displeased.
They said Reid didn't have any property under his name, so why should I get myself a flat?
They argued with me for three years because I bought myself a flat.
They wanted money, a car, and a house.
I became their cash machine.
This time, my flat happened to be requisitioned by the government for an energy base.
The moment I received a huge amount of compensation, I was still thinking. Forget it, I won't care anymore. They raised me up, so I will give them half of the 3,300,000 dollars to repay them.
Just because of a joke about my unemployment, they kicked me out of the house on a snowy night and threatened to cut ties with me.
How ridiculous!
I looked at the 3,300,000 dollars in my bank account, and waves of sadness crashed over me.
In the past, I did my best to meet their demands in exchange for a few minutes of their smiles.