In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yang had been working with Jiang Yiming for a month, and they had gone from being co-workers to good brothers.
Sometimes we go out for a drink together and tell each other what’s really in our hearts.
Jiang Yiming was depressed because his mother and sister did not understand him.
"I just don't understand. They said they would rather let me be a useless person at home than let me go out and earn money with my own hands. I know I don't have any other skills. When I was in school, I didn't study hard and I was just a slacker. They all said I was a good-for-nothing who only knew how to eat free rice.
But now I know how to work hard, but they still don't recognize me. They all think they are superior, but they don't know what they are noble about, or what is noble enough. Fortunately, my father and grandfather still support me.
He seemed very distressed and drank a glass of wine.
Jiang Yang hasn't had anything to worry about lately, but what's been bothering him most are the unpleasant things that happened to him as a child.
"I envy you so much for having a complete family and having your father by your side to protect you since childhood. You were just looked down upon by your family. We were looked down upon and bullied by the whole village at that time.
My mother is a woman who raised the three of us. We are descendants of landlords, and we are orphans and widows. You can imagine how others would treat us..."
As he spoke, he burst into tears, his voice choked and he could not continue.
He also picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
Jiang Yiming had never imagined that Jiang Yang's childhood would be so miserable: "What about your father? Why didn't he care about you? If he was a man of integrity, he would have provided for you and supported your family."
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