For five yuan of sauce cake, my parents said I was unfilial
Language: en
My parents were big on splitting everything, even when it came to us kids. Eleanor was in charge of Seraphina, Richard took care of Marcus. I was stuck in the middle, and anything I needed meant another awkward negotiation to split the bill. The result? They both ignored me. That hungriest year, I practically begged them for five bucks to buy a savory flatbread, and they just took turns guilt-tripping me. Eleanor played dumb. "Five bucks? That doesn't split evenly, honey. Go ask your Dad." Richard, annoyed by the noise, sent me a SnapChat link. "You want money? Fine. But from today,…