A lesson in maintaining honesty 2

In the past, my uncle traveled to work abroad, while my father stayed here enjoying his youth, not caring about his future, and since everything has a price, they both paid the price for their decisions.

My uncle, for example, has become rich, but my father is suffering from a lack of money, the rich brother is unable to understand my father's poverty and the social brother is unable to understand the autism of my uncle who lived alone for years abroad.

That's why they were quarreling as one of them was unable to understand the other, so I should repair their relationship, But first, I must prevent the house from being sold at all costs.

I want my dad to understand that the house is a trust that my grandfather left for us.

It's the only way for us to meet. If it's sold, our family will break apart even more...

I will protect them and this house .

I was thinking why did my grandfather leave me that box and pills of all people and tell me to keep it a secret?

And every time I think about it, I get one answer, maybe to do what he couldn't do and keep the treasure home And she is "our family"...

so, I used this power to carry out his last wish Just as I maintained the trust that my grandfather left for me, my father also had to bear it...

Therefore, my strong feeling for this responsibility was embodied in the form of a  strangely shaped rabbit has the ability to mess with dreams My rabbit friend messed with my dad's dreams and made him remember the happy times with my grandfather from his birth to the day of the funeral and at the end of the dream Show a picture of my grandfather asking him not to sell the house...

That night my father woke up in a panic and spent the whole day absent-minded ... the only expression he had on his face was when he found a large sum of money under the treasury where he was hiding his money It was a huge sacrifice on my part, I had to donate the money I had collected over the three years and made it look like my father's money had fallen out of it.

I had a mixture of feelings, in fact, it was not easy to give up my money that I had patiently and sacrificed for years to collect and yet this sacrifice was not in vain Since that day, my father has never talked about selling the house, As he became kinder to us, perhaps he knew that his family are also a trust that must be preserved Because others wish for the blessing of children and do not receive it, so they should be thankful.

Be honest.. honesty is a debt.... trust that this debt will pay you back twice what you lost.