"But when we grow up, we don't like those candy canes, toy knives and the like. When we grow up, we have other things we want. We want carriages, servants, big houses, and other people. I want to be complimented by you, and I want the dignity of being cheered and embraced..."
"But they couldn't give me any more. There was a time when I fell into deep resentment and confusion, especially during the period when I was lame and had to drop out of school. My whole heart was full of resentment, and everything I looked at was filled with resentment. anger."
"I hate my parents. I hate that they are unable to give me what I want. I also hate that they should not have spoiled us unconditionally before, making me have the illusion that I am a child of a rich family. That feeling is really torturous. , I don’t know how to describe it..."
At this moment, Hongmei softly uttered two words: "Gap."
Dabai was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
"That's right, it's a gap."
"I suddenly realized that I am very ordinary, and my family is even more ordinary. I have no respect whatsoever. My uncles and aunts are friendly on the surface, but they look down on my family in their hearts."
"So from that time on, I vowed that I would make a name for myself in this life. No matter what method I used, as long as I could make money, I would be able to prove myself and not be looked down upon by others!"
When Dabai talked about the emotional part, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were slightly red, and his hands clenched into fists.
Hongmei was also affected by his emotion. After sighing for a while, she said to him: "I followed you because of your unwillingness to admit defeat. Since I followed you, I naturally want to A road leads to a dark one."
Dabai was deeply moved and hugged Hongmei into his arms.
"Hongmei, do you know what kind of woman we men cherish the most?"
Hongmei thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Young? Beautiful? Coquettish?"
Dabai shook his head, "I don't mind the fact that I am a poor boy, and I am willing to follow a woman who endures hardships together."
Hongmei pouted.
"I don't believe it. It's a man's nature to like the new and hate the old," she said.
Dabai lowered his eyes and said to her seriously: "That's another man, I don't know how."
Hongmei pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her hand and pinched Dabai's straight nose.
At first, she was really tired of looking at the greasy look of shopkeeper Zhang Wai, and then she was attracted by Dabai's red lips and white teeth, and she embarked on this path.
"Okay, I'll trust you for once, okay?" She coaxed Dabai like a child.
Dabai could tell that she didn't really believe in him. He was a little discouraged, but he was not in a hurry to prove anything.
Because right now he is so poor that he can't produce any strong evidence to prove it.
If you want to prove it, make money quickly.
"When the foundation is laid at the beginning of the month, I will go out to continue making money, and leave the building of the house to my father to take care of it."
Dabai hugged Hongmei, rested his chin on the top of her hair, and whispered his plan.
"I have to go out of the hospital this time, but don't worry, I will definitely come back when you give birth to the baby."
Hongmei nodded, "My child and I are waiting for you to come back, but you have to go out, and you have no money and no money, so what can you do?"
Dabai smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will find a way to talk to my mother. This time is no better than last time. I have to get the capital."
"Then... how much capital do you plan to get from your mother? Should you borrow it or take it?" Hongmei raised her head and asked eagerly.
Dabai thought for a while: "Together, at least three taels of silver is what I need. My mother... should be able to afford it."
"Only three taels? Too little, at least eight taels!" Hongmei said.
Dabai frowned and said, "Eight taels is too much. My mother may not be able to afford it. After all, she just gave us twenty taels of silver to build a new house for us."
Hongmei was anxious and couldn't help pinching Dabai.
"You're really out of your mind. Your mother can throw away twenty taels of silver without blinking an eye. Do you think she has no trump card in her hand?"
Dabai blinked, "What do you mean?"
Hongmei raised the corner of her mouth: "Think about it, your mother is in charge of our family now, and your mother has her own plans in mind regarding the money we will give to give birth to our baby, and the food and drink for the whole family!"
"How could she spend all her money to build a house for us? She must have the confidence because she still has enough money in her pocket!"
"Besides, if you go out to do business with eight taels of silver, you are also making money for this family. What can you do with three taels of silver? You can't achieve great things by being timid!"
When Dabai thought about it, it seemed like that was really the case.
In the past few days, he had been running errands with his mother, watching her discussing the foundation with Lao Lin's family, and discussing with her grandfather and several cousins about building a new house, building several rooms, and everything in the house. When my mother talked about making furniture or something, she was very enthusiastic. She didn't consider whether there was enough money at all, she just followed her heart.
"What if...my mother is not willing to take eight taels of silver?" Dabai asked hesitantly.
Hongmei smiled meaningfully, "Then just write an IOU. We'll lend it to her, and we'll pay it back with interest when we make money!"
Dabai thought Hongmei’s proposal was a good one, “Okay, then I’ll give you an IOU, even if it’s three taels of silver, I’ll give it!”
Early the next morning, while Xiao Hei was still sleeping in and Yang Huamei was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, Dabai came in with a bucket of water.
Seeing Dabai coming in with water, Yang Huamei quickly put down the spatula in her hand and came to help.
"Dabai, your legs and feet are weak, just let Xiao Hei do these tasks later."
But Dabai smiled gently and poured the water from the bucket into the water tank. "Mom, I'll pick less and walk slower. I can do it."
"My brother is sleeping soundly. If I wait until he gets up to pick me, I'm afraid it will delay my mother's cooking of breakfast. I just got up. Each of our brothers picks the same thing."
When Yang Huamei heard what Dabai said, the joy in her heart really squeezed into a brilliant chrysanthemum.
"You can say that, even if my mother goes to fetch water by herself, she will feel happy in her heart."
The mother and son poured all the water from the bucket into the water tank, and Yang Huamei lifted up her apron to wipe the sweat from Dabai's forehead.
When Dabai saw the apron, he felt disgust in his eyes. He subconsciously turned his head away to hide, but he held it back when something came to his mind.
He stood there and allowed Yang Huamei to wipe him from the left side of his forehead to the right, and then from the right to the left.
Yang Huamei wiped it gently and carefully, as if she had gone back to many years ago, when she was still young and had the syndrome.
The sons were very young and their heads were sweaty from running around and playing. At that time, she wiped their sweat gently like this.
But they were very small at that time, so she had to squat down to wipe them, and then she bent down to wipe them, and then they stopped letting her wipe them.
To this day, she has to stand on tiptoes and raise her hands to wipe. No matter what the method of wiping is, as long as they are willing to let her wipe, she is satisfied in her heart.
