Era: Starting from Modu Translation Studio

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai's favorite place to stay is the bunk bed in the hut.

In the past, because I was afraid of Jiangshan, I would always choose to walk in and play for a while when he was at work.

It's different now. Wherever there is the third uncle, that's their blessed land.

After lunch, Jiang Xiaoyu held on to the door frame and poked his head out a little: Uncle Third, can we come in and play?

Third uncle~

Before Jiang Xiaoyu finished speaking, Jiang Xiaobai, wearing a pair of overalls, ran into the room with a roar, and then skillfully climbed onto the bunk bed.

Be careful, Jiang Shan patted Xiaobai's buttocks. It felt good and he patted it twice more.

After the two children climbed into bed, they started snoring after a while. It was nap time.

Jiang Shan looked helplessly at the upper bunk: Why do these two children have to sleep in our room? It makes me sleepy.

Jiang He was lying on the lower bunk, copying the drawings meticulously without saying a word.

Jiang Shan didn't say anything else. He looked at the child sleeping on the upper bunk, and then at his second brother lying on the lower bunk. For the first time, he felt what it means to be peaceful in the years.

In one afternoon, Jiang Shan had already started creating the twenty-sixth page of drawings.

When Father Jiang opened the door again, he found that there was no room for his feet in the entire cabin.

The two sons are painting, and the two grandsons are also painting on small stools.

Okay, Dad Jiang couldn't help but sigh at the importance of the environment: Emotions are packed with intellectuals in a room.

Jiang Chuan, who was outside the door, stretched his head in to take a look, and then said with a smile: Dad, what kind of intellectuals are these? They are all making money.

Father Jiang didn't like hearing this: This kid, draw one for me to see.

Jiang Chuan disagreed: Dad, when I graduate from high school next year, I will join the factory immediately, and I will definitely give you my salary back every month.

Hi, hi, hi,

The younger sister's words forced Jiang Shan to stop painting.

The only daughter of the Jiang family is so beautiful that even Jiang Shan, a man who had countless beauties in his previous life, couldn't help but praise her:

How can a girl be so short-sighted? What's the use of having such beautiful eyes? They are worse than a child.

After saying that, Jiang Shan glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu beside him. This child looked like her aunt Jiang Chuan, with big eyes and a melon face, and red lips like crushed cinnabar, bright and moist.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu looked up at him in bewilderment: Third uncle, I also want to go to work.

Look, Jiang Shan pointed to his niece and said to Jiang Chuan, You are now on the same level as a child, and you have all suffered from being uneducated.

Father Jiang didn't expect that his youngest daughter would have such thoughts. He stayed aside with a look of hatred and didn't know what to say.

He knew in his heart that the child must have seen the difficulties at home in the past few years and wanted to join the factory early to earn wages.

Little sister, what do you think this is? Jiang Shan took out a dime from his pocket.

Jiang Chuan: It's just a dime.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shan quickly gathered him into a ball.

Hey hey hey~

There was a scene in the hut, and Jiang He, who had been so motionless before, quickly turned around.

Jiang Shan opened his palm and asked, Which of you wants it?

Me me me.

I want.

Give it to me, Third Uncle.

Except for the second child, everyone wants it, including Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiangshan didn't give it to anyone. He threw the money into a ball on the ground and stepped on it a few times.

The hut was suddenly filled with shouts of Hey, hey, hey, Stop, and This is a waste of time.

Then, Jiang Shan used two fingers to lift the money.

The one-cent banknotes that looked so good before were now almost unrecognizable.

Jiang Shan continued to ask everyone: Who else wants it?

There was still a clamor for it.

Jiang Shan didn't look at anyone else, only asked his little sister: It's been ruined like this, why do you still need it?

Jiangchuan answered without thinking: Because it's money, a dime.

Yes, because it is valuable, Jiang Shan looked at his sister and said plausibly:

The same goes for people. As long as you improve your own value, you will get the respect you deserve and will bring you greater wealth.

Value? Jiang Chuan was confused for a moment, and then realized something: Brother, you want me to go to college, right?

It's not that I want to, it's that I have to go to college. Jiang Shan turned around again and threw himself on the drawing.

Jiangchuan was still mumbling something.

Due to her poor grades, her previous dream was to work in a factory as soon as possible.

But now the little brother actually mentioned the word value to her.

Jiang Chuan silently picked up the money and slowly exited the hut without saying anything.

Father Jiang watched helplessly as the money in his hand was taken away by his daughter. He hesitated to speak several times, but in the end he could only sigh.

On the other side, Jiang He stared blankly at his brother's back.

This kid must have met an expert in the countryside, otherwise he would never have changed so completely.

Jiang Chuan in the outer room seemed to be frozen at the dining table, his eyes motionless looking at the dime on the table.

She had already digested Jiang Shan's intention.

What Jiang Chuan was thinking about at this time was not whether to go to college, but why did the little brother change?

Is this what he just said about his own value?

When can she say such level words to others and to her future children?

The more Jiangchuan thought about it, the younger brother had been changing day by day, but she had never thought about the reason. She only knew that the younger brother had learned a lot in the countryside.

It was only now that Jiang Chuan began to think from other people’s perspective:

If I learn this way, can I be like my little brother in the future? It should be possible. My little brother was younger than me when he first went to the countryside, not to mention the environment.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden movement outside.

Sister, I'm not talking about you, we are all relatives, how could you cheat me like this?

Jiang Ma pulled a woman into the house: What nonsense are you talking about? Come into the house, people who don't know will think I really tricked you.

That's what it is.

After the door closed, Jiang Chuan saw the person clearly: Auntie, why are you here? Sit down quickly.

Jiang Chuan pulled out a stool and said with a smile, I'll get you some water.

Don't be busy, I'll leave right away.

The visitor is Yan Mei, Jiang’s mother Yan Niu’s sister.

Yan Mei is only two years younger than her sister, but in Jiang Chuan's eyes, she would believe her even if she is said to be 5 or 6 years younger.

Yan Mei's husband works in the district's Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and his family has always been well off.

Before getting married, her elder sister Yan Niu doted on her younger sister. After getting married, her husband continued to give way to Yan Mei, so that Yan Mei's aggressive and competitive temper since she was a child could not be restrained at all.

At this moment, her thin, white and tender hands touched the dining table with disgust. She couldn't put down the small black and shiny handbag in her hand, so she took out a pair of pants from the inside and slapped it on the table.

Sister, please let your daughter see if the pants you sold me are worn by serious people?

Yan Mei looked very angry: I spent so much money to take care of you because we are all relatives. You can't cheat me like this!