Dad fell down this morning and died. We put his body in the Refrigerator, and didn’t tell anyone.
The next day, his Pension was paid as usual.
Eight thousand yuan. Enough for us to get by until next month.
Dad, would you forgive us for doing this?
My wife’s illness has gotten worse, your granddaughter is only three, and everywhere we turn, we need money.
And I’ve been unemployed for eight months. The mortgage on the unfinished apartment is 3,800 yuan a month.
I’ve heard that getting caught for claiming someone else’s Pension is only a matter of time. I know.
But if the day I end up in prison could be postponed a little longer, just a little longer, I’m slowly preparing myself for it in my heart.