"Who would give a beggar eight hundred yuan? Go on, show me one!"
Su Li took a deep breath. "Brother, I've told you, the money isn't for you, it's for Mom. Don't even think about taking it to squander and then letting her go hungry!"
"Who's squandering it!" Su Dan bristled at her words.
"Then let me ask you, what about that four thousand yuan? I held back from asking earlier, but I want to know now. A full four thousand yuan. How could there be no money to take Mom to the doctor? No money to buy clothes? And you even came here dressed in such rags."
The mention of the four thousand yuan made Su Dan flustered. "What four thousand yuan? Don't you..."
"I'm not asking because I want that money back. It's just..." Su Li cut him off, her voice filled with heartache and disappointment. "Could it be true, what people are saying? That you gambled all four thousand yuan away?"
