Opening your eyes and becoming the head matron of a landlord's family, you have a baby girl who is waiting to be fed, a naughty boy baby, and a greasy middle-aged uncle. Looking at the unpolluted blue sky and white clouds, I stretched out and continued to make money to support my children. I looked at the middle-aged uncle holding a box of gold in his hand and grinning and telling me to keep the profits of my shop this month. Looking at the gold in front of me, I wanted to pick it up and bite it with my teeth to see if it was real, but I held it back. I couldn't act like I had never seen the market, although I might really have never seen the world. I like this kind of life so much.
Concept: The ordinary and warm daily life of a landlord