Even so, their family's poverty was not alleviated.
It's all because the eldest sister has become extremely selfish.
He doesn't spend the money he earns on his family; he invests it all in himself, becoming arrogant and self-important.
Anyone who didn't know better would think she was a rich girl from a wealthy family.
She's good at pretending...
The siblings were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Everyone else is doing just fine being poor, so what makes you think you can escape poverty?
We're all family, why won't you spend money on us?
If you're struggling financially at home, why are you living a carefree and happy life outside?
They tried to persuade their mother to confiscate their eldest sister's salary card and use it to supplement the family income.
However, what he got in return was a severe beating as a form of education.
"What obligation does your eldest sister have to spend money on you? Have you ever given her any peace of mind? Do you truly respect her as your eldest sister? How dare you confiscate her salary card to supplement the family income?... Is it that the family can't afford to eat or send you to school?...
Look at what Mom is saying…
Although they can barely afford to go to school and have enough to eat, they are poor...
Who would choose to live a life of poverty when there are good days to live in?
Waaaaah…
I always have this feeling that Mom can't stand to see them doing well.
Over the years, they have never had a temper in front of their domineering mother and eldest sister.
Even if they were full of resentment, they would still admit their mistakes obediently on the surface.
My mom just likes it when they do these superficial things.
...
The siblings went from a regular junior high school to a regular senior high school.
He thought that with his physical advantage, he could escape the punishment of family law.
But my mom's beating was still just as disheartening.
Mom always gave them an insurmountable sense of pressure.
There's no way to resist now, so I'll just have to endure it.
If I can endure a few more years, I can get into university.
However, they were not cut out for studying that subject.
The older sister used to push them so hard to study, but their grades weren't very good.
Now that my older sister has gone to work in another city, there's no one to help them with their studies, so their grades aren't much better.
With their grades, they could barely get into a junior college.
Oh, so much sorrow...
With the same genes, why aren't they as academically gifted as their older sister?
Mom, how biased are you?
Ha, so what if my older sister is a good student? She still dropped out of school. In the end, Mom still favors them.
Why does Mom give them a sense of separation, as if she favors them and her eldest sister at the same time?
My older sister always comes home looking glamorous; I don't know how much money she spends on herself.
They were always envious whenever they saw each other.
But whenever I think about how my older sister dropped out of school and only has a junior high school diploma, I feel much better.
What annoyed them was...
Whenever their studies are mentioned, the eldest sister looks disappointed, speechless, and condescending, pointing fingers at everything.
No, what's so superior about her having only a junior high school diploma?!
It's just that I made a little money.
Aren't they more successful than her, who only has a junior high school diploma, after graduating from university?
...
Because of their poverty, they were forced to make a choice.
They can either stop studying and work. They'll gain freedom, their wings will grow strong, and they can fly as far as they want.
They either go to a junior college. Their families only provide tuition; they don't provide for their food, clothing, or other necessities. They have to support themselves by doing part-time jobs.
Of course, I should continue learning!
Even if I get a college diploma, I'll still be more successful than my older sister, right?
Thus began their three years of arduous college life.
I spend most of my time working part-time and don't go home on holidays.
Who would want to go back to that old dawn, bound by power and without freedom...?
It would be better to do more part-time jobs and earn more money for living expenses.
They had considered asking their family for money, but after being turned down twice, they completely gave up on the idea.
Now that my older sister has become so sophisticated and self-centered, it's even less likely that she'll be soft-hearted enough to give them money.
During holidays.
The siblings could almost imagine how their mother, a lonely old woman, must be living a miserable and desolate life in her old, dilapidated house, shedding tears all by herself.
It really is...
This is truly gratifying!
What followed was a deep sense of helplessness.
This is the tragedy of the poor at the bottom of society.
If they hadn't been poor, how could their family have been scattered across different places and unable to reunite?
Little did they know, the old, dilapidated apartment had already been sold.
In their minds, the elderly living alone lived in a big villa, with drivers and nannies to take care of their food, clothing, and travel, living a carefree and happy life.
...
College graduates are facing the challenge of finding jobs.
With thousands of college graduates vying for a single job, the siblings were at a disadvantage, unable to find suitable positions.
I only managed to find a job after lowering my expectations.
They lived a miserable, exploited life as laborers, with no hope of a better future.
They were poor and never thought about going home.
After saving up some money, I was even less inclined to go home.
It wasn't until I entered the workforce that I realized how difficult it is to find a job and how hard it is to make money.
When they get back, given my mother's domineering nature, she'll definitely demand their hard-earned money back, and just thinking about it makes their hearts bleed.
After gaining some experience and seeing more of the world, they were surprised to discover many details they had never noticed before.
My older sister used to go to work in another city and when she came back, she acted all high and mighty.
Only now did I realize that what she was wearing were all ridiculously expensive designer clothes.
It might be a knock-off...
But the eldest sister was poised and elegant in every gesture, with remarkable poise and refined manners. She was clearly an elite person who had received higher education.
Can such a temperament really be cultivated in a factory?
Mingming used to go out with his mother to set up a stall, enduring wind and rain, sleeping outdoors, covered in dust.
But every time he came back, he was full of energy and had a rosy complexion.
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