Whether a person's life is good or not is not the decisive factor in how much you have.

Rather, whether your mind is at peace.

Whether the mind is at peace or not depends on your happiness index.

An important criterion for happiness is that there is a big gap between you and the people around you.

The people in the mountains live together all year round, just like a big family, there is almost no difference in food and clothing, and the house they live in is the same bamboo house.

Therefore, the father is kind and filial to the son, and the family is peaceful.

But the message that the patriarch's son brought back from outside began to unsettle some people.

After reading the models in the magazine, the women began to complain to their husbands: "You see that I wear this dark burlap dress all day long, and my skin is not shiny at all, and I am also a woman, how can there be such a big difference?" ”

Men, looking at the beautiful villas and mansions on the house sale advertisements, and then looking at the small dilapidated house they live in, there is also a faint sense of restlessness in their hearts.

People's happiness and unwillingness are all compared.

The people who had always rejected life outside the mountains gradually changed their ideology.

More and more people secretly ran down the mountain.

They were amazed to find that all along, the words that they had been forcibly instilled by the patriarch that the outside of the mountains were dangerous and that the people everywhere were unremarkable, were all his family's words.

The outside world, it's wonderful.

Let people linger.

With the inflow of more and more information from the mountain, the atmosphere in the mountain is no longer as simple as before.

When the patriarch found out, Thunder was furious.

He decided to get to the root of the problem and find out the culprit.

checked and found that the initiator turned out to be his own son.

When he angrily scolded his son, the other party was playing with his mobile phone "Snake", and said to the patriarch in a very disdainful tone: "Daddy, your set has long been outdated, now is the open era, making money is the most important thing, keep the previous set, sooner or later suffer a big loss!" ”

I don't know when my son became so sharp-tongued.

Seeing that he couldn't talk about his son, he was in a hurry, so he grabbed the hoe on the side and was about to hit his son, but the child snatched the hoe from his father's hand:

"Let me tell you, before you beat me, it was because I didn't understand the law, now I can go to the court at any time and sue you for abusing a minor, and when the time comes, you will be sentenced to ten years and eight years, see if you dare to beat me when you come out!"

When the patriarch's son said these words, his eyes were fierce and vicious like never before.

The patriarch's heart trembled.

With the inflow of information from the outside world, the people and things in the mountains have gradually changed.

In the past, the chickens raised by the clansmen were sold by the patriarch, and the money earned was then controlled by the patriarch to arrange various expenses in the mountains.

The people lived together as if they were one person.

And the patriarch is the patriarch.

Everyone believed in the patriarch and loved him.

In the mountains, he is the absolute authority.

But since the patriarch's son went out that time, everything that happened in the mountains has changed greatly.

The tribesmen feel that they have worked hard to raise chickens, but they live such a simple life, and the pay is completely disproportionate to the income.

Among them, some people wondered if the patriarch had hidden all the money that everyone deserved and kept it for personal use.

Once a rumor spreads, it is difficult to silence it.

Disinformation often spreads the fastest.

The prestige of the patriarch is lost little by little in the hearts of the clansmen, and some people demand that the chickens that are no longer under the control of the patriarch and raise their own chickens will be settled separately in the future, and how much money they sell or how much they lose has nothing to do with the patriarch.

After the family did this, more and more people followed suit, and the patriarch explained to everyone bitterly, but he was still unable to return to heaven.

As a result, the hearts of the entire clan began to disperse.

In the past, chickens were raised, drinking mountain spring water, eating cordyceps, and chickens ran around in the mountains and forests every day, with a wing, they could fly to the branches of trees more than one meter high.

However, it takes a year to raise such a pure native chicken.

It takes a year to harvest a wave.

Some people feel that the benefits are too slow.

So, some of them took shortcuts.

Feed chickens, mature in three months, plus some "special" additives, can enter the market in a month.

At the same price, a month's fattening is twelve times more effective than a year's fattening.

The honest chicken raiser still lives in a bamboo hut.

People who make money by speculating are already planning to build big houses.

Who can stand this gap.

So, if you do it, I'll do it here.

Everything has a beginning, and once it is customary, it is taken for granted.

The patriarch hated this kind of behavior.

But his status in the mountains has plummeted, and few people listen to him, because if you listen to him, you can't make money and live a good life.

The patriarch said bitterly: "It's okay to make money, but you can't have a conscience, the chickens raised this month are eaten by people, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder!" ”

No one paid any attention to him.

Some people will even laugh at him: "I don't know if the sky will thunder, but I only know that I earned more money selling chickens this year than I earned in half my life before." ”

The patriarch was angry, but could not do anything.

He stayed at home every day and was depressed.

Since the clansmen refuse to listen to themselves, then let them go, just be yourself, and have a clear conscience.

But who knows, what happened later overwhelmed the last straw in his heart.

After spending some time at home, the patriarch readjusted his mood.

He went to his backyard to see how the chickens in the family were growing, and he couldn't control how the clansmen sold the chickens.

However, when he pushed open the door of the chicken coop, he was stunned by what he saw.

The energetic local chickens before are all gone, replaced by the kind of lazy caged chickens that lie on the ground and don't want to move.

Looking at the size of these chickens, it is clear that they have been raised here for a while and are already very fat.

The patriarch caught one, killed it, and boiled it.

It had only been cooking for less than ten minutes before the chicken's bones rotted.

It can be inferred from this that this chicken has grown together for less than a month.

After taking another sip of the watery chicken soup, not only did it not have the aroma of chicken, but it even had a hint of.

The patriarch's face began to distort, and he threw the pot of chicken soup, along with the pot of meat, on the ground!

At this moment, the patriarch's son walked in from outside, and he was talking to someone on his mobile phone, saying something like chicken buying.

The patriarch picked up the kitchen knife on the board and swung it at his son......