Father Shen looked at her with a deep sense of guilt, "Two hundred thousand."
Shen Lu felt relieved; fortunately, it was only two hundred thousand. If it had exceeded her savings, she would have been even more passive.
She said, "I'll take you to the fellow villager, clear some things up, and then I'll transfer the money to him."
Father Shen covered his face with both hands, "Xiaolu, Dad is really sorry. I've never gambled before, and I don't know how I got sucked into it last night. Where did you get such a large sum of money?"
Shen Lu said, "I received an advance on my salary for the next three years from my boss, so don't worry. I bought a ticket for Mom to go back to her hometown. I'll buy one for you in a bit and send you back. Don't touch these things ever again. No matter how much others persuade you, don't be swayed."
Father Shen nodded repeatedly; his face, usually full of smiles, now looked as though it had aged years and was filled with worry.
