o the fields to pick cotton with a big bag tied on their backs. They had to do everything a rural child would do.

o the fields to pick cotton with a big bag tied on their backs. They had to do everything a rural child would do.
A picture emerged in Li Xiaolei’s mind. A little boy, who was no taller than the stove, stood on a small stool and fetched water into the pot. He filled the pot one ladle at a time and put the lid on it. He jumped off the stool and ran to the back of the stove to light the fire.
Finally, I boiled the water, then stood on a small stool and poured the boiling water into the wooden bucket to scald the pig food. Don’t scald it too much, otherwise you won’t be able to lift it. She was struggling to carry the bucket with both hands, swaying and swaying, and mentioned feeding the pigsty ladle after ladle. Thinking
of this, she said sincerely: “Han Bo, compared with you and your sister, I find that I am so happy.”
“It’s quite painful to think about it now. I didn’t feel anything at that time. It’s not just us, almost every household is like this.”
/The girl who spoke didn’t understand, so she just gave the red envelope away after looking at it. The elders understood very well and let the young couple play by themselves. They When it’s time to chat, when it’s time to play small cards, play small cards again. Han Bo looked back at his grandmother who was staring here with a smile, and took her hand to walk to the river.
/“It’s actually quite interesting to grow up in the countryside. The water in the river used to be clearer than it is now, and the silt was fished out as fertilizer. The bottom of the river was clean, and there were no glass or ceramic tiles. When summer comes, I make a long The wooden barrels went down to the river. My sister sat by the river and stared at me touching river mussels. I touched a big bucket. I split it open and fried it with green peppers. It can also be made into soup. It is very fresh and delicious. I touch it two or three times in an afternoon at most. One hundred pounds, each family will give some away, and the rest will be eaten slowly.” ”
When I was a child, I played shuttlecock and danced lattice, and went to the park or the Cultural Palace during holidays.”
Comparing people with each other is infuriating, and there is really nothing that a child in the capital like her can do about it. Compare.
Han Bo smiled bitterly and said: “This is the gap between urban and rural areas. I haven’t gone to the Palace of Culture until now. When I was a child, I read a book and it said that children went to the Children’s Cultural Palace to participate in some airplane model competitions. I really yearned for it and envied it. There was also a song about I picked up a point on the roadside. Why don’t you give the money to the police uncle? We don’t have a major road here, and when I go to the county once or twice a year, I can’t see the police uncle at all. I envy you city kids, I feel like you are living in a fairy tale.”
“Mr. Han’s” home The son of a rich man is also a cadre and has the highest status among all relatives. Treating guests only requires money and no work.