My aunt showed up right after my mom’s funeral. She offered to be my mom’s replacement. My dad was so touched that he wanted to add her name to the property deed. I realized then that talking about feelings costs money, and my aunt had a clear goal. My aunt was only 38 years old, but she looked like she was in her late twenties. She was beautiful, with a radiant smile that could light up a room. She had been divorced four times, each time because she had cheated on her husband. My grandmother had worried about her for years and even consulted a fortune teller about her love life. The fortune teller said my aunt was born with a “flower fairy” fate, destined to attract romantic troubles. I never imagined that my aunt would bring her troubles into our family. Right after my mom’s funeral, she showed up at our door. She made a heartfelt confession to my dad, saying she was willing to be my mom’s replacement and take care of my dad and me. My dad agreed. This whole situation completely shattered my worldview. I had a huge fight with my dad about it. My dad sighed, suddenly looking much older. “Lily, I’m getting old. You’re away at college. I just want someone by my side.” Of course, I didn’t object to my dad finding a companion. But he was planning to marry my aunt, my mom’s sister! “Dad, after all these years, don’t you know what kind of person my aunt is?” I asked. Was he looking to get cheated on? My dad looked at me with a mix of embarrassment and pleading. “She promised she could change, Lily. She’s your aunt, after all. We’re already family.” At that moment, I knew that no matter what I said, my dad was determined to let my aunt move in. Sure enough, that evening, my aunt moved in, bringing along my cousin Emma, who had just started middle school this year. My aunt was a great cook, but I couldn’t eat a bite. At the dinner table, my aunt kept putting food on my plate. “Lily, what do you like to eat? Your aunt will cook it for you every day from now on.” I smiled coldly and stood up to go back to my room. “I’ll pack my things. I’m going back to school tomorrow.” Out of sight, out of mind! As I closed the door, I heard Emma ask, “Mom, why are we living at Lily’s house?” My aunt replied, “Emma, this is our home now. Emma, call him Dad.” Emma sweetly called my dad “Dad,” and he happily responded, calling her a good girl over and over. Look at that, they’ve already become a family of three. … After I went back to school, I only exchanged occasional messages with my dad. It seemed that he and my aunt were getting along well. During winter break, I found a part-time job and wasn’t planning to go home. But I hadn’t seen my dad for a whole semester and missed him, so I decided to go home for a couple of days first. When I got home and opened the door to my room, I saw Emma eating chips on my bed. She was surprised to see me come in. As she sat up, chips scattered all over the bed. I’m a neat freak. In the past, I never even allowed myself to eat in my bedroom. How could I possibly allow someone else to eat on my bed? I walked over and scolded her sternly, “Who let you in here? From now on, don’t come into my room without my permission.” Emma sat on the bed without moving. “Lily, this is my room.” It was then that I looked around and realized my room had been completely transformed. Huh, in just one semester, my room was gone.
I hadn’t told my dad I was coming home. I wanted to surprise him, but he ended up surprising me instead. Emma said he and my aunt had gone out to buy groceries. I sat on the couch waiting, and sure enough, they came back laughing and talking after a while. When he saw me, the smile on my dad’s face faltered for a moment. He frowned. “Lily, why are you back? Didn’t you say you had to work?” I suddenly felt a wave of disappointment, and the anger I had been holding back burst out. “What happened to my room?” I demanded. My aunt glanced at my dad without saying anything, clearly leaving it to him to deal with me. My dad’s face showed his discomfort as he tried to explain, “Lily, you don’t come home often anymore, so I let your sister have your room.” We had three bedrooms in our house: a master bedroom, a guest room, and a small attic bedroom upstairs. I pointed upstairs and looked at my aunt. “Move all of Emma’s things up there. From now on, don’t touch my room.” My aunt put on a tearful face. “Lily, Emma is your sister. How can you treat her like this?” I already didn’t like my aunt, and now she was putting on an act and playing innocent in front of me. Of course, I wasn’t going to give her any face. “How am I treating her? Did I kick her out? You’ve taken over my room, and now you’re trying to turn this around on me?” My aunt lowered her head and sobbed. My dad felt sorry for her and got angry. He yelled at me, “Lily, is that how you talk to your elders? Apologize to your aunt!” I was furious. I went straight into the room and started throwing Emma’s things out. My aunt and Emma were screaming outside. My dad came in and grabbed my wrist, pulling me out. This was the first time my dad had ever laid hands on me, and it was for these two outsiders. “Lily, this is my house. I can let whoever I want live here. Are you rebelling? Is this how I taught you?” I yanked my hand away from my dad. “This is your house and my house too. Half of it is yours, and half was Mom’s. Now that Mom’s gone, her half is mine. What right do you have to give my room to someone else?” Emma suddenly stepped forward. “Now the house belongs to my mom too!” My heart sank. I looked at my dad in disbelief. He looked away guiltily. “I’ve already added your aunt’s name to the property deed.” I turned to look at my aunt, and suddenly everything became clear. I had wondered what she saw in my dad. Now I knew. She was after our house. But so what? “That still means I own half of this house. You only have a quarter. Move your daughter’s things out!” My aunt hid behind my dad, not moving. I was completely furious now and stormed back into the room to continue throwing things out. Emma rushed in to stop me, but I pushed her away. My aunt was crying loudly outside. “What are you doing? How can you hit your sister?” Emma was a clever little thing. Hearing her mom say this, she sat on the floor and started crying. I barely touched her! My dad rushed in, grabbed me, and slapped me across the face. He actually hit me. My heart ached instantly. With tears in my eyes, I nodded. “Fine, I get it. From now on, you’re all one happy family.” With that, I went out, grabbed my suitcase, and left.
I took my suitcase to my grandparents’ house. I told my grandparents and my uncle everything that had happened, expecting them to scold my aunt. But my grandmother said, “Lily, your aunt is part of the family now with your dad. It’s normal for her to fight for her place. Besides, your aunt has had a hard life. She’s finally settled down. Don’t make trouble.” I was speechless at my grandmother’s words. My grandmother had always favored my aunt because she was her “little girl.” She was the one who spoiled my aunt into the person she is today. And now, she was still taking my aunt’s side. After saying this, my grandmother asked what I wanted to eat and offered to cook for me. I picked up my suitcase and left. With no other options, I went to my uncle’s house. After hearing about the mess at home, my uncle’s fiery temper flared up. “He’s such an idiot! I told him over and over to keep the property deed safe, and what does he do? He adds that bitch’s name to it!” My uncle was about to take me to confront my dad, but my cousin Lucas stopped him. He said, “The deed’s already got her name on it. What good will it do to make a fuss now?” Then Lucas turned to me and said, “You can stay here for now. Don’t worry, you’re not alone. The family’s still here for you.” I felt a lump in my throat and started crying. My aunt came out of the kitchen. “Alright, alright, let’s eat first. Lily, you just got off the train, right? You haven’t had a chance to rest. Come on, have some hot food.” I wiped my tears and went to eat. My uncle’s family treated me better than my own dad. After dinner, my aunt told me to go rest, but I was too angry to lie down. Seeing me like this, my uncle called me over. “Lily, do you know how much money your family has?” I nodded. “I know. Mom told me everything before she passed away. She knew Dad was easily swayed and couldn’t stand up for himself, so she didn’t trust him with it.” We lived in a small county town, but it was one of the top 100 counties in the country and was developing well. When my mom was alive, she had her own store right at the entrance of our residential complex. It was bought along with our house and was only in my mom’s name. Now she had transferred it to me. Then there was the house, and a small plot of land on the outskirts of town, waiting for development. My dad worked at the county hospital with a pretty good salary of over 10,000 yuan a month. With my mom running her own store, they had saved up quite a bit over the years. All the savings were in my mom’s name, totaling over 1.3 million yuan. I now had the bankbook. After my mom passed away, I rented out the store to someone who opened a nail salon. I could collect 20,000 yuan in rent each year. My uncle listened to all this and nodded. “That’s good. If it weren’t for your mom’s foresight, knowing your dad couldn’t handle it, your aunt would have snatched up all your family’s assets. Now, what do you think about that quarter of the house?”
Why should I give our family’s belongings to someone else? So the house must be taken back. “Now that her name is on the deed, can we still get it back?” I asked. My cousin Lucas sat down beside me and patted my shoulder. “If you want it back, I’ll find you a lawyer.” Seeing Lucas’s determined look, my own resolve strengthened. I looked it up online and found that in cases where one party hasn’t contributed financially, the house might still be split 50-50. There were a lot of complications, and some sources said adding a name before marriage was ineffective. So the key now was this point. I needed to ask my dad for clarification. The next morning, I called my dad and asked him to meet me at my uncle’s house. But after waiting all day, he didn’t show up. When I called again, I found out that my aunt was sick and my dad couldn’t leave. Huh, who knows if she was really sick. I packed up and went home. When I got back, they were just sitting down to dinner. It was hotpot, with a table full of dishes. I saw my dad stand up and put some cooked food into Emma’s bowl. My dad hesitated for a moment when he saw me, then smiled and walked over. “Lily, you’re back! Come, let’s have hotpot.” I looked at my dad coldly. “Dad, this is my home. Are you treating me like a guest?” The smile on my dad’s face froze. My aunt came over too. “Come and eat, Lily. After all, we’re all family. Fighting is one thing, but why are you talking like an outsider? Who’s treating you like a guest?” My dad went to get another set of bowls and chopsticks for me and put some cooked beef in my bowl. I could see he was trying to please me. I took a bite of the beef and looked at my aunt. “Aunt, Dad said you were sick. What was wrong?” She didn’t look sick at all, eating and drinking like this. My aunt smiled. “Just a headache, an old problem. I took some medicine and felt better. Lily, eat more, have some meat.” I didn’t say anything else. After dinner, I was about to ask my dad to talk outside when my aunt suddenly brought Emma in front of me. “Emma, apologize to your sister.” Emma even bowed to me. “I’m sorry, Lily. I shouldn’t have occupied your room. I was wrong. Please forgive me.” My aunt apologized to me too. “I’m sorry, Lily. It’s just that you said you weren’t coming back, so your dad cleared out the room for Emma. It’s tiring for her to climb up to the attic every day, and she’s young. I can’t easily check on her at night if she’s in the attic. Now that you’re back, we’ll give the room back to you.” My dad nodded beside her. “Yes, your aunt just apologized to me too. She said she didn’t think it through at the time and shouldn’t have argued with you. Lily, go get your luggage from your uncle’s place later.” I was surprised. How did they change their attitude so quickly, especially that mother and daughter? “If that’s the case, then move all your things out,” I said. While my aunt and Emma were packing their things downstairs, I went up to the attic to take a look. Sure enough, all my things were there, but they hadn’t been properly arranged. They were just thrown in there, all messy. Some of my figurines were even broken.
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