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There is no heavy farm work to be done at home, and other trivial things can be handled by the sturdy rural woman Mother. Dad is the gold medal laborer in the family, how can this little thing bother his old man.

In order to live, after Mo Xiaojian's parents fought with each other. Early the next morning, my father made an early bus and rushed back to the construction site non-stop.

Life still has to go on, and after my mother finished her farm work, she began to work in the doll factory in the village. Mom couldn't get on the plane, and the noise was too loud, which would give her a splitting headache.

Although the disease is under control, it is still necessary to pay more attention and be careful. This disease can not be irritable, so the mother must maintain a calm and serene atmosphere. Doing manual work is far more laborious than getting on the machine, and the price is not fair on the machine.

My daily life is to go to the doll factory with my mother, my mother is working, and I am entertaining myself in the yard of the factory.

I stared at the large iron gate in the courtyard, which was already rusty. With the iron door open, my pleasure is to stand on the iron door and swing around.

Once again, my mother happened to see me standing at the iron gate, and hurriedly told me that I couldn't stand on the iron gate. This door is already about to break, and if I continue to toss like this, it will really fall apart.

If it is broken, money will be deducted from the mother's salary. I'm a little unconvinced, this one is about to be scrapped and replaced with a new one. My mother quickly answered my question, the factory is looking for a wronged man, and it will cost a lot of money to change this door.

I was relieved, and for the sake of my mother's refusal not to be wronged, I decided not to touch it again.

Without it, I'm really idle. My mother saw that I was really bored by myself, so she said that she had found me something very interesting.

I stared dumbfounded at the flattened heads of the dolls, and my job was to fill their bellies with cotton wool. To this day, I think my mother is very deceitful.

The days went by quickly, and before people knew it, the New Year came, and I was six years old. Dad has also returned home on the construction site in Nanjing.

This time, he brought me a bottle of Mengniu to drink, wrapped in paper. There are also two very fancy Hans Christian Andersen fairy tales, with only 2 stories in total, one is the emperor's new clothes, and the other is the ugly duckling. Of course, it was the title of the book that my parents told me, and I could understand that it was already in the second grade. These are the only 2 fairy tale books my dad has bought for me over the years.

For the rest of my life, he told me not to read fairy tales. He created a classic: "To read this kind of non-nutritious book, it is better to buy some snacks to eat." ”

The New Year is not very important to my family. Because of the house, the family has no money to buy clothes, and to buy things that need to be seen during the New Year.

Mom and Dad wore their usual clothes, and I wore my sisters' old clothes, even my brother's jeans. There was a hole in the front, and my mother didn't bother to sew it up for me.

What is more important is to raise me cheaply, so that I can understand the hardships of life. Can I say it's counterproductive, because I'm used to wearing old clothes, not eating snacks, not playing with toys. So for me, I just have to get by, and I don't need to fight for life.

Because it really doesn't matter, I'm used to it.

On the evening of the thirtieth night, the father of the head of the family announced the exciting news for me. When I was six years old, I would be able to go to school in September after the start of the year.