My Old Stories from Chengnan

When I was 6 years old, I vaguely remember that I took 600 yuan from home. But after that, something happened that is the first thing I remember growing up. The memory is a little blurry, and somehow my heart slowly follows my memories, and my memory begins to wander to that distant past. When I was 6 years old, I might have been curious, but I can't remember the reason anyway. Maybe I was too young at the time, and my family didn't notice it. I saw the place where they put the money, and I vaguely remembered that the old people at that time put their money under the mattress or on top of the cabinet. When I was young, instant noodles were a very precious thing. How should I put it, I rarely ate them. When I was young, my family was not that wealthy. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.