That was at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

That year, there was a severe drought across the country, and there was no grain harvest for hundreds of miles.

A man is at the end of his rope and decides to sell his child to a wealthy family in Luoyang City.

This man's wish is so simple, he just wants to be able to live, that's all.

Survival was paid for at the expense of his own justification, and he prayed for his child's forgiveness.

"Then I'll take the kid, you know what happened next."

Maybe he's sluggish, maybe he's half a beat slower than others, if he could be more careful at that moment, maybe he could have sensed that something wasn't quite right.

The man cringed and bent down and politely replied yes.

After that, he smiled and touched the child's head.

So, that's all.

"Our surname is Yang, and we don't regret anything. After that, his fate will be left to you, and if you say it, you will definitely treat him well. ”

When he said this, he was probably worried.

Seeing him accept the silver taels and leave in a hurry, at that time, even a child noticed it in his heart

- Probably, this man will not come back.

The child was still looking at his back, but the man was drifting away.

Looking at his calm appearance, the rich man asked:

"Why don't you cry?".

The boy looked up ignorantly and looked into the eyes of the rich man.

Shaking his head, he replied: "Father said, our surname is Yang, and it is a man who can't cry if he says anything." ”

"Your surname is Yang?"

"Our surname is Yang."

“…… Your father betrayed you, and did you hate him? ”

"I don't hate."

"Why don't you hate?"

The boy's eyes shone sharply.

Then the little one laughed, and the rich man coughed.

-- Don't worry, father, the son has understood the true meaning of survival.