"Yang Le, mother hopes you can live happily."
The mother's last words were spoken intermittently and sounded very labored. But somehow, they left a deep mark on Yang Le's young mind. Even as the years passed and her mother's face became blurred in her memory, those words were still clear.
"Will you live with me?"
"Look, this is our home. Well, even though it's rented now, you won't dislike me, right?"
"Little bastard, could it be that you have become a fool?"
"Little fool, don't worry, you can't just study day and night..."
"Xiao Lele, what can you do if you don't want to go to school? It's illegal to employ minors. Are you going to go out and cause harm to businesses?"
"Baby, are you working so hard because you think your husband can't support you?..."
"Honey, I'm unemployed..."
"Son, don't worry, Xiaole will be fine."
"Child, you have to be good to take care of him."