This is the earnest instruction from a mother.

In his memory, no one ever said this to him. The man who gave him life only taught him one sentence: if you want to be a man, you must be more cruel than others.

No one told him what is known as gratitude, and no one told him to pay attention to his health and work well outside.

Ye Cong looks up at the small yard. In the corner of the yard, there are farm tools, washbasins and other washing things on the ground beside the well. In the yard, there is a long rope used to dry quilts.

Standing here, he can even see how the sprouts of his childhood ran around the yard to help his mother.

"Mom, didn't I pay my dad back? You and my dad don't keep all the money. " Xinya used to help her mother make a fire, but she was still talking.

"The money can't be moved. Miao Miao and Yang Yang go to school, and they will spend a lot of money in the future. Besides, mom doesn't ask you to be rich. Don't embarrass yourself for the money." Xinya mother said while busy.

Xinya slightly droops her eyes. She calls her father thousands of yuan every month, but she doesn't dare to give too much at once, for fear that her mother thinks she has done something improper.

After all, in this kind of place, the news is closed. Sometimes, when Chuang Tzu says that someone's family has made a lot of money, the men say that they have been cheated and abducted, and the women say that they have done something shameful.

"Also, you sent back so much money, I discussed with your father, donated some to the school, can give dolls improve food or something." New bud mother and daughter continue to talk, new bud are very serious in listening.

In the past two years, she has seen more rich people, and more actors in the film group who compare bags, clothes and cosmetics. But every time she listens to those people, she feels untrue. On the contrary, it is her mother who talks about these things with her that makes her feel real.

The rich have the way of the rich, and the poor have the way of the poor.

So there's nothing like it.

"Let your father light the stove in Yangyang's room. Don't freeze the boss in such a cold day." Xinya's mother finished talking and sent her daughter out.

New bud Oh, a home usually used to boil water, winter used to warm the stove, usually put in the main room.

New shoots come out, ye Cong is standing outside, she Yi a, "boss, how do you stand here?"

"You dialect outsider really can't understand a few words," for example, just now, he understood a gratitude.

Xinya grinned and said, "small places, small places, they can also speak your city dialect, which is not good enough to understand."

Ye Cong looks at Xinya's smiling face, reaches out and touches her head, "what did you just say to your aunt?"

Auntie?

Every time she heard this address, Xinya would like to say something to him. People in the mountains get married early, especially the children who don't go to school. They can talk about marriage on the 17th and 8th. Especially at that time, her mother was 18 when she got married and 19 when she gave birth to her. In other words, her mother is only 39 this year, and ye Cong is going to be over 30, OK?

Ye Cong doesn't think there is any problem. This generation can't be disordered. Now he is called big brother and big sister. How can he change his name to parents in the future?

This one can't be disordered, this one can't be disordered.