Chapter 2809 - Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: the name of Auntie

This was an inculcation from a mother.

In his memory, no one had ever said such words to him. The man who had given him life had only taught him one thing: if you want to be a superior person, you must be more ruthless than others.

No one had told him what it meant to repay kindness with gratitude, and no one had told him to take care of his health and work well outside.

Ye Cong looked up at the small yard. In the corner of the yard were tools for farming, washbasins and other things for washing face were on the ground by the well, and there was a long rope in the yard, it was used to dry the quilt.

Standing here, he could even see how Xin ya ran around the yard to help her mother when she was a child.

"Mom, didn't I send money back to my dad? Don't keep all the money with you and my dad,"Xin YA said as she went over to help her mother light the fire.

"You can't touch the money. Miao Miao and Yangyang are both in school. There will be times when you have to spend a lot of money in the future. Besides, I don't want you to be rich. Don't make things difficult for yourself for money,"Xin Ya's mother said as she busied herself.

Xin Ya lowered her eyes slightly. Every month, she would send a few thousand yuan to her father, but she did not dare to give too much at once. She was afraid that her mother would think that she had done something improper.

After all, in a place like this, information was scarce. Sometimes, when the village said that a family had made a lot of money, the men would say that it was a scam, and the women would say that they had done something shameful.

"Also, you sent so much money back. Your father and I discussed and donated some to the college to improve the children's food and so on."Xin Ya's mother continued to ramble on to her daughter, xin Ya was listening very seriously.

In the past two years, she had seen many rich people. She had also seen many actors competing in buns, clothes, and cosmetics on the set. However, every time she heard those people talk, she felt that it was not real, on the contrary, it was her mother who nagged her about these things, which made her feel that it was real.

Rich people had rich people's way of living, while poor people had poor people's way of living.

Therefore, there was nothing to compare with.

"Go and ask your father to light a stove in Yangyang's room. It's so cold, don't let the boss freeze to death."After Xin Ya's mother nagged, she sent her daughter out.

"Oh,"Xin ya replied. There was only a stove in the house that was used to boil water and keep warm in winter. It was usually kept in the central room.

When Xin Ya came out, Ye Cong was standing outside. She asked in surprise, "Boss, why are you standing here?"

"Outsiders really don't understand a few sentences in your dialect."For example, just now, he had understood a grateful gesture.

Xin Ya grinned. "It's a small place, a small place. They can also speak your city dialect. If they can't speak it well, they can understand it."

Ye Cong looked at Xin Ya's smiling face and reached out to pat her head. "What did you say to Auntie Just Now?"

Auntie?

Every time Xin ya heard this title, she wanted to criticize him in her heart. People in the mountains got married early, especially children who didn't go to school. They could talk about marriage when they were 17 or 18, especially when her mother was that age, her mother was 18 when she got married and 19 when she was born. In other words, her mother was only 39 this year, and Ye Cong was already over 30, okay?

Ye Cong did not feel that there was any problem. This seniority could not be messed up. If he called her big brother and big sister now, how could he call her father and mother in the future?

This could not be messed up, this could not be messed up.