80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

The night before Huang Fenglai left the port city, he deliberately left Jelly Bean behind and came to find Bai Liu alone.

Bai Liu was surprised. Her first thought was that her mother had some things that were not convenient for others to know, so she had to tell her quietly.

Of course there is no problem, the relationship between mother and daughter can be discussed, but——

"Mom, what are you trying to say in a mysterious way?" She found it a bit funny and subconsciously joked, "We agreed in advance that I can't do anything that goes against our principles."

But she didn't say what the principle was. The bottom line was flexible.

Huang Fenglai couldn't hold it back and rolled his eyes.

"Stop making fun of your mother. I'm too old to bear your jokes." Huang Fenglai's teasing tone had a hint of seriousness.

Bai Liu's expression became serious unconsciously. She felt that Huang Fenglai had something very important to say today and she needed to take it seriously.

For a moment, many possibilities came to her mind.

Maybe her mother was worried about her hometown in Northeast China and wanted to go back early.

It could also be that her mother wanted to go somewhere and it was inconvenient to tell anyone else.

There is also a possibility that her mother has a secret that has been buried for many years... This possibility is unlikely.

What could be hidden from her?

impossible.

"Mom, don't always say that you are old. You see how fashionable people in Hong Kong are. You should be like them." Bai Liu disapproved and advised Huang Fenglai, "People always have an old mentality. The aging of the body does not mean the aging of the mentality. The mentality You can stay young forever.”

"How can revolutionaries say they are old? The motherland has not yet been reunified."

Bai Liu's last murmur fell in Huang Fenglai's ears, making him dumbfounded.

Huang Fenglai tapped Bai Liu from the air: "Okay, okay, I know I can't speak to you. But," she paused, stood up, and touched Bai Liu's face, "Mom must have suffered more than you. Your life path is different from ours, but I have some experiences that I don’t know if I can call inexperienced, and I want to talk to you about them.”

Bai Liu looked up and happened to see the white hair on Huang Fenglai's head.

She felt a little sad for a moment, but immediately agreed: "Mom, you say it."

Huang Fenglai smiled and sat next to her, holding her hand: "Actually, Mom hesitated for a long time and never decided whether to say it or not."

But she finally decided to say it.

"I've been in Hong Kong City these days. My in-laws and Tangdou took me to many places and met a lot of people. Oh, everyone is really rich. I never thought that a bowl of noodles could cost hundreds or thousands more. It’s really unexpected.”

"But, I also saw how busy you were. On the day I came, I didn't know much about you, but after listening to a few words, it turned out that the influence of the in-laws is so great. I thought you were just rich people, but I didn't think……"

Bai Liu understood that just a few days had a huge impact on Huang Fenglai.

Life in Hong Kong City was different from that in the capital a few days ago. There was a clear hierarchy here. Even though she and Song Jiaying didn't like having servants around, the servants thought it was their responsibility.

It took Bai Liu and Song Jiaying a long time to adapt, but for Huang Feng, it was even more of a shock.

After Huang Feng finished talking about his feelings during this period, he looked at Bai Liu: "I know you are busy, too busy. You not only have to consider the company and career, but you also have to think about the possible impact on other people. When I talk about it, I see you So tired, mom suddenly doesn’t know whether her child’s future is good or bad.”

She sighed: "It's still good. I can't imagine you serving people, but my heart -" She touched her heart, "I'm not worried. The former landlords are still in decline." One day, you don’t know those years, and I am worried about you.”

Bai Liu instantly understood what Huang Fenglai meant. People often think about the time when they don’t have it. Don’t wait until you lose everything and only have empty regrets.

She covered Huang Fenglai's old hands. The calluses on her palms reminded people of Huang Fenglai's suffering.

There was no need for her to explain the economic system of the port city, nor the countless plans prepared by Song Jingyun... Huang Fenglai just worried about them with simple thoughts. She thought and worried for a long time.

"Mom," she subconsciously leaned on her mother's shoulder like a little girl, "I know that Jiaying and I never think that we can be fine forever, but we can't give up everything and can only live seriously. We think of the worst-case scenario.”

Huang Fenglai hugged her: "It's good that you know that the in-laws are all capable, you and Jiaying are both smart, and so is this kid Tangdou. There is nothing I can do to help you. But I also want to say that in Hong Kong City, you You are a capitalist from above, but you must also see the life below."

"Don't let money blind you. You have to see the lives of the people below. We are all human beings. No one knows whether we will be prosperous in the future. If you do things well, you will be hated by others in the future."

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

Bai Liu understood this truth, and she responded with a smile: "Everyone wants to be happy forever, but flowers cannot bloom forever. We will help others when we have spare capacity."

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

Huang Fenglai believed her daughter's words: "I haven't had much contact with my in-laws, but I can see that they are not bad people. I think it is rare that they are so rich and can treat us rural people calmly, unlike some of their superior people in Hong Kong. Same."

Bai Liu also believed that Song Jingyun and Lu Pingwan were different from other wealthy families.

Only in this way will she and Song Jiaying get closer to them.

It seems that there is cause and effect somewhere.

Huang Fenglai thought about it for a while, but there was nothing else he wanted to say, so he stood up immediately.

"By the way," she suddenly looked at Bai Liu, "I almost forgot, tell the truth, are you and your brothers hiding something from me?"

Bai Liu shook her head, but she felt in her heart that she was worthy of being her mother, her senses were so keen.

Huang Fenglai curled her lips and expressed disbelief: "You brothers and sisters, I know what shit you are going to do when you stick your butts out. Before I came here, they seemed reluctant to let go. In the past few times, they called me and told me to play slowly..."

You knew something was wrong as soon as you heard it.

Bai Liu saw that Huang Fenglai had already guessed that something was wrong, but she wouldn't admit it.

But you can say it sideways: "Mom, if you feel that everyone is hiding it from you again, what are you going to do?"

The question was thrown back to Huang Fenglai, and she was stunned for a moment.

"I'm planning, I really don't know what to do." Huang Fenglai muttered, then paused and said, "Forget it, you're right, it's all your wishes, I'll pretend to be stupid and wait for you Forget about being filial."

"I finally understand this life. The more I worry about it, the more I worry about it. Why should I bother with it? I might as well be a happy old lady."

Huang Fenglai suddenly stopped asking.

"I really don't want to know, I can confess." Bai Liu said deliberately.

Huang Fenglai waved his hands disdainfully, turned around and left: "Shut up, I don't want to know."

This old lady.