After a long time, he spoke: "He is my father, he was a soldier before returning home, and his military career of more than ten years has been outstanding, and he has become the pride of the villagers.

After returning to the field, because of his strong body and willingness to endure hardships, the annual harvest at home is always the most in the township, and the family of three is not rich, but also abundant.

When I was a child, he loved me very much, and as long as he could give it, he would respond to my needs. He always said that I, like him when I was a child, must be a brave and warlike man when I grow up!

So every time I fight with the kids in the neighborhood, I get the first place. The children are very envious of me, envy me for having such a majestic and powerful father.

On the winter solstice of that year, I was thirteen, had breakfast, and frolicked with my friends in the market as usual, and accidentally bumped into a gun seller, who had a red tassel gun, a fiery red tassel, and an iron spear head.

Several of us were red-eyed, and we felt as if we could gallop on the battlefield like those valiant generals.

The gun cost ten taels of silver, which was the monthly expense of our ordinary farmers.

It's only a month.... I thought my father would satisfy me, so I boasted to the other children that I was going to get the gun.

After that, he returned home to discuss with his father, but his father refused without thinking about it.....

I was very unhappy when I couldn't buy a gun, and I was ridiculed by my companions, and I wandered around for a day, until at night, when I passed through the flower street, I actually saw that familiar figure, sneakily walking into the green building.

I wanted to follow up to see what was going on, but because I was young, I was blocked from the door.

Seeing the staggered and obscene voices in the building, I also roughly thought about what he was going to do.

The more I waited at home, the more angry I became! I didn't think he was this kind of person, as a father, he refused to buy me a red tassel gun, causing me to be ridiculed, and I went to Flower Street and Willow Lane by myself to spend money to please prostitutes.

I confronted him in front of my mother, and he slapped me in the face. This was the first time he hit me, obviously he was wrong, but he didn't explain a word, and gave me a word to get out, and my mother was also scolded.

Like he said, I'm like him, like him, so proud, so I have no reason to stay in this home anymore.

At the age of thirteen, I left home, had no money, no ability to make ends meet, and almost starved to death on the side of the road several times.

It was Xiaoxian who saved me, and we spent a year together, and with her encouragement, I barely made ends meet by earning money from my odd jobs.

In the day and night together, I fell in love with Xiaoxian, I expressed my heart to her, I know, she also likes me, but I didn't expect that after that day, she never came to me again.

She must be disgusted with me, disgusted that I am poor and homeless, she is so good, how can she be with someone like me.

If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't afford the red tassel gun, I wouldn't have run away from home, and if it weren't for being poor, Xiaoxian wouldn't have disliked me!!

So I have to have money, I want to impress them.

I wandered around, and at first I thought that with my hard work and cleverness, I would be able to get ahead.

But I don't have any skills, and I always run into walls everywhere. You can only do rough work.

On that day...., I went to the rice shop as usual to help carry the rice, a rich man who came to buy rice, left the money bag, just when I hesitated to return it to him, I opened the money bag, which was more than the salary I had worked hard for a year......... That was the first time I had a bad thought.

I easily got a lot of money, I bought good clothes and clothes, and ate good wine and meat. When they saw me spending a lot of money, they all smiled at me, and no one asked me where my money came from.

Yes, I have always laughed at the poor and not at the prostitute, my father said that the poor should be poor, and the etiquette and honesty taught by the husband are nothing in the face of poverty.

As long as I have money, no one cares what I do. So after that....... I threw all my guilt to the poor!