Maybe it was because the stimulation was too great. He Dongchuan was a little too excited that night, so much so that when Su Ting went to get milk the next morning, she always felt her legs were weak and she couldn't stand.

So after taking the milk back, Su Ting lay down on the bed again, and asked He Yan to buy breakfast.

Because the reason she gave was that she was not feeling well, He Yan was very worried. After queuing up in the cafeteria and buying breakfast, he asked the lady serving breakfast at the window: "Auntie, my mother is not feeling well. Do you know what to do?"

Su Ting was a regular customer at the cafeteria and had a good relationship with the lady at the counter. When she learned that she was sick, the lady asked in a low voice, "Is your mother sick? What's wrong with her? What's wrong with her?"

He Yan recalled Su Ting's appearance and said, "My mother seemed to feel uncomfortable all over."

When the lady at the window heard this, she didn't even bother to serve food to the people behind her: "Is it so serious? Was your mother still conscious when you came out?"

"Mom is awake. She just went to get the milk."

The lady at the window breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily, "Kid, you made me almost think your mother... Forget it, since she can go out, there shouldn't be any big problem. Go back and let her drink more hot water. Do you have brown sugar at home? Make some brown sugar with water and give it to her. It's very useful." She thought Su Ting was having her period.

Although he didn't understand what disease his mother had, as long as it worked, He Yan smiled and said, "I know. Thank you, Auntie!"

"You're welcome!" The lady at the window had a big smile on her face. She kept saying until He Yan walked out, "He Yan is such a good kid. He's good-looking, has a good personality, and is very sensible. He even cares about his mother's health."

On the other side, He Yan hurried home, put down his breakfast, and opened the drawer of the chest to search. Because of the loud noise, Su Ting, who was lying in the master bedroom and almost dozed off, was woken up. She got out of bed, walked out in slippers and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hearing the voice, He Yan turned around and asked, "Mom, do we have brown sugar at home? Why can't I find it?"

"What are you looking for brown sugar for?" Su Ting asked puzzledly.

"Drink it in water."

Su Ting raised her chin and said, "Isn't there sugar in the drawer?"

He Yan stopped and struggled for a long time before saying, "But the auntie who serves the food said that brown sugar soaked in water is the only effective way."

Su Ting walked to the cupboard, picked up the cup that was upside down on the plate, returned to the dining table, poured out two cups of milk and asked, "What's the use? What did the lady who served the food say to you?"

"Mom, you said you were not feeling well. I went to the cafeteria to buy food and asked the aunt what to do if you were not feeling well. Then the aunt asked me where I felt uncomfortable, and I said, mom, you feel uncomfortable everywhere..." He Yan repeated the conversation between him and the window lady before getting to the point. "The aunt told me to drink more hot water, and that soaking brown sugar in water is especially effective, so I came back to find some brown sugar."

After explaining the situation clearly, He Yan finally remembered to ask, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

He Yan didn't understand the hint from the lady at the window, but Su Ting had been tortured by menstruation for many years in her previous life, so how could she not understand the meaning behind the other person's words? She said with a smile: "I'm not sick, I just didn't sleep well last night, so I'm a little sleepy." Then she yawned very appropriately.

"Really?" He Yan's tone was full of doubt.

"Of course, why would I lie to you?" Su Ting waved her hand and said, "Okay, let's eat quickly."

Seeing her confident expression, He Yan had no choice but to walk to the dining table and sit down doubtfully. He reached out to take the bun that Su Ting handed over and took a big bite.

While chewing and swallowing, He Yan still felt uneasy, so he looked up and asked, "Mom, do you really not need to drink the brown sugar water?"

"Need not."

Su Ting thought that she had never had dysmenorrhea in her life, so why should she drink brown sugar water? What’s more, she didn’t have her period this month... No, when did she have her period last month?

It seems to be around 20.

She looked up at the calendar again and saw that today was the 27th, and there was still no sign of her period coming.

Su Ting slowly swallowed the food in her mouth, and a thought flashed through her mind: Could she be pregnant?

Ever since He Dongchuan moved back into the master bedroom, they have been doing that quite frequently. Although not as exaggerated as seven times a day, seven days a week, it is definitely two or three times a day during non-menstrual periods.

Although she finds cleaning troublesome, she lets him do it outside in most cases. But anyone who has watched a few videos on physiological common sense should know that even condoms cannot provide 100% contraception, let alone outside the body, and there are times when he goes inside.

They have been having sex for two months now, and it is normal for her to get pregnant.

But isn't it easy to vomit during the first three months of pregnancy? Why didn't she have any reaction at all?

Thinking of this, Su Ting hurriedly drank some milk. She had a colleague who loved drinking pure milk before she became pregnant, but after she became pregnant, she felt that pure milk tasted fishy and would vomit as soon as she drank it.

One bite, two bites, three bites.

After drinking half a cup of milk, Su Ting didn't feel any reaction.

It is also said that the first three months of pregnancy are more dangerous and couples are more likely to experience bleeding during sexual intercourse. But they went so far last night that she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Maybe she was overthinking it, and her period was simply delayed this time.

When Su Ting came to her senses, she saw He Yan put the milk into his mouth but did not swallow it. He tilted his head back and breathed in and out as if he was gargling. As a result, he lost control and the milk went into his trachea. He suddenly arched his body and started coughing violently, and the milk was sprayed onto the ground.

Su Ting looked at him in anger and amusement: "Serves you right!"

She complained, but she patted him on the back. When he felt better, she went into the bathroom and got a towel. She handed it to him and said, "Wipe your face."

He Yan wiped his mouth with a towel, then folded the towel in half and placed the unwiped side on his face. After wiping it vigorously twice, he pulled off the towel and smiled, "It's done!"

"Just laugh like an idiot!" Su Ting laughed, took the towel back to the bathroom, and said after coming out, "Drink your milk well and don't play around!"

"I know!"

He Yan agreed, but after taking a few sips he couldn't help but think: "Mom, can I put sugar in the milk?"

"Don't mention sugar, you can even put tea leaves in it if you want."

He Yan's face wrinkled: "Put tea leaves in it? That's weird."

Su Ting snorted: "What's so strange about it? You haven't tried it. If you try it, you will know how delicious milk tea is."

He Yan became interested and asked, "Does adding tea leaves to milk make it milk tea? Does it taste good?"

"You also need to add sugar. You can also put other things in the cooked milk tea, such as coconut flakes, taro paste, and chestnut kernels." Su Ting smacked her lips as she spoke. She couldn't stop thinking about it. The more she thought about it, the more greedy she became.

He Yan was also aroused by her description, and asked with drooling mouth: "Mom, can you make milk tea?"

"You think I can do it..." Su Ting didn't finish her words and realized that she had entered a wrong thinking zone.

Although she is a terrible cook, He Dongchuan is very good at cooking. If she doesn't know how to make milk tea, can't she describe it to him and let him make it?

Su Ting narrowed her eyes and said meaningfully: "Maybe, I can give it a try."

…

Trial making of milk tea is something to come later. The most important thing now is to unpack the package sent by the publishing house.

She should have taken it down yesterday, but after going to Principal Jiang's house, she completely forgot about it until she saw the two big guys leaning against the wall after breakfast.

Su Ting pulled a stool and sat in front of the snakeskin bag. She touched the bag first, feeling the layers of stuff inside, which felt a bit strange. Then she pulled at the bag, which was tied with ropes and sealed with tape. After confirming that it couldn't be untied, she asked He Yan to find a pair of scissors for her to cut the bag open directly.

Without the shackles of the bag opening, the things inside tilted outward layer by layer, and some even fell directly to the ground.

Su Ting was stunned. She picked up the envelope on the ground, held it in front of her and looked at it carefully.

The recipient is a durian, and the sender is a reader. Well, it's quite symmetrical and straightforward. You can tell at first glance that it's a letter from a reader.

Looking at other letters, the recipients were the same, but the senders were varied, some using their real names and some using pseudonyms. After reading about ten letters, Su Ting understood that the publishing house was forwarding the readers' letters to her.

There are only two snakeskin bags, which must contain hundreds of letters from readers, right?

Is she already so popular and has so many readers?

"Mom, what is this?"

Hearing He Yan's voice, Su Ting came back to her senses and saw that he was holding a paper document bag in his hand, which was obviously different from ordinary readers' letters.

"Let me see." Su Ting took the briefcase from He Yan, opened it and took out the things inside.

At the top is a letter with very simple content. Because "Leaving Taohua Village" was very popular among readers during its serialization, the publishing house discussed and decided to compile it into a collection for publication.

The comic book is sold at 26 cents per copy, and the first edition is planned to be 10,000 copies, with a 15% royalty...

Seeing this, Su Ting did the math in her mind. The selling price was 26 cents, and 10,000 copies were published, so the total was 2,600. The royalties paid to her were calculated at 15%, which was... Su Ting was so embarrassed that she borrowed a pen and paper and wrote out the formula to get the result.

Three hundred and nine!

This is the income she can get from publishing comic books.

Compared with the serialized manuscript fees, this amount of money is not much, but it is understandable.

Publishing 10,000 copies may seem like a lot, but compared to the monthly circulation of Lianhuan Pictorial, it is nothing. Because of the large circulation, Lianhuan Pictorial pays very generous royalties, so in comparison, the publishing income seems not high enough.

But Su Ting was quite satisfied.

With this royalties plus previous royalties, she earned five hundred and forty yuan from this comic book.

If she accepted Principal Jiang's invitation to become a teacher, her estimated monthly salary would be twenty-five or twenty-six dollars, at most thirty dollars, and no more than six hundred dollars a year.

All in all, the royalties from this book could equal a school teacher's annual salary.

And five hundred and four may not be the total royalties. If the comic book sells well and has a chance to be reprinted, the publisher will definitely pay royalties based on the number of reprints.

Of course, the comic book might not sell well and won’t be reprinted, but it only took Su Ting a month to draw this comic book, including the preparation time.

After working hard for a month, I earned 540 yuan, which is pretty good.

Although I can make so much money from this book because the comic strip is so popular, if I am unlucky with the next book and it fails to pass the manuscript, I may not make a penny. But think about the bright side. Even if I don’t open for business for a year, I can still make a living for a year when I open it.

With this in mind, Su Ting, who had originally planned to finish her new story and send it out at the end of the month, felt that perhaps she could still let it languish for a while.

So, Su Ting ignored the editor's reminder at the end of the letter and postponed the work without any guilt. Her reason was also very reasonable: she wanted to read the readers' letters!

…

Su Ting read readers' letters all day, including before going to bed.

When He Dongchuan went to bed, he glanced at the letter in her hand. He couldn't see much, but he could see that the writer was a young boy, and that his wife was reading the letter very seriously with a smile on her face.

He Dongchuan leaned against the head of the bed, raised his hand calmly, slipped his hand through the gap behind Su Ting's neck, held her in his arms and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"A letter from a reader."

Su Ting had just finished reading, so she put down the letter and turned to He Dongchuan and said, "Do you know? This reader is a young man who stayed in the city. After graduating from junior high school, he did not follow the policy to go to the countryside. The street office did not arrange a job for him, and his family had no connections, so he has been unemployed for the past two years. After reading my story, he was inspired and decided to go to the border to support the frontier."

Su Ting frowned as she said this.

He Dongchuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Su Ting sighed and said, "I don't know if helping Xinjiang is a good thing for him."

If she was born and raised in this era, she might think, like most educated young people, that supporting the border was the right decision.

But she was born in the 1990s and has experienced the baptism of information explosion. She is well aware that the vast majority of people who went to the countryside in this era did nothing after going there.

It is possible for people to make great achievements as soon as they go to the countryside and lead the people towards common prosperity, but there are always more ordinary people in this world. Su Ting doesn't know whether aiding Xinjiang is a good thing for this reader.

He Dongchuan asked: "He has been unemployed for the past two years. What does he do every day?"

Su Ting was stunned by the question, picked up the letter and quickly read it through: "It should be nothing. He said that he likes to read comics and spends his time in bookstores or comic book stalls."

"That's it. Although the street office didn't arrange a job for him and his family didn't care, if he had some ideas and did some manual work or found a place to do odd jobs, his life wouldn't be so confusing."

It is indeed difficult to find a formal job, but many state-owned factories will outsource some odd jobs, and some units will recruit temporary workers. However, even for temporary workers, there are a lot of people competing for good jobs, and those who remain are those who do the harder jobs.

He is a young man with good hands and feet, but he can hang around on the street for two years. It's not that he is afraid of hardship, but he just doesn't have the heart to do it. Otherwise, he can always find a way to make money by asking around on the street.

In He Dongchuan's opinion, if he does not wake up today and continues to live this wandering life, he will not achieve anything in the future.

It would be better for him to go to a place with harsh conditions and accept the beatings of life. If he can survive and wake up, even if the current situation is difficult, the future will not be too bad. If he can't survive, then whether he is in his hometown or in the frontier, the result will be the same.

After listening to He Dongchuan's words, Su Ting asked thoughtfully: "Do you think this is a good thing for him?"

He Dongchuan said: "It's a good thing, but the result may not be good."

“What if the results are bad?”

"If the result is not good, it is his own problem. He is not a child at the age of 17 or 18. He should be responsible for the choices he makes."

Su Ting felt that she might have been brainwashed by the arguments on the Internet.

Fifty years later, when stars in their twenties and thirties make mistakes, there will be fans who will explain that they are just children. She sometimes feels that there is nothing to say, but after spending some time with them, she finds that people of this generation are indeed more mature.

In terms of mental age, she is actually two years older than He Dongchuan. She has long been able to take charge of her own work, but when she leaves the work environment and returns home, she always feels like a child.

Fifty years later, there are still many people like her.

Su Ting believes that there are two reasons for this situation. One is that people have a relatively high level of education. Many people graduate from college at the age of 22 or 23, enter society late, and mature later in their thinking.

Second, she got married and had children relatively late. Su Ting always believed that marriage and having children could mature one's thoughts faster.

Some of the people she knew still felt like children before they got married, so much so that when she heard that they were married and had children, she couldn't believe it. They were children themselves, so how could they take care of another child?

But when she meets her friends who are already parents, she often finds that they have matured a lot and have become parents themselves.

As for many unmarried people, even if they are over 30 years old, she will still find a childish side in them, and they sometimes feel very young.

With this in mind, when Su Ting saw the letter, she couldn't help but worry that the child on the other side was not mature enough, and after reading her story, he made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

He Dongchuan said: "You are just a creator. Your job is to draw a good story, not to be responsible for the life of every reader. The result of doing so can only be that you put layers of shackles around your neck."

Su Ting felt that He Dongchuan's words represented another theory.

Many people think that creators should be emotional and understand the sufferings of the masses in order to write about the various aspects of life. But he seems to think that creators should be rational, not preaching or admonishing, and just write their own stories.

Both theories make sense, but also have their drawbacks. The former leads to depression, while the latter lacks emotion. She has to find the right balance between the two.

In the end, Su Ting followed He Dongchuan's advice and decided not to worry about the future of the reader named Zhang Yaping, but she thought that maybe she could write a letter and have the publisher forward it to him.

But it was already late, and she was too lazy to get up and find paper and pen, so she decided to leave the reply until tomorrow.

Su Ting put the letter on the dressing table and did not pick up the second letter. He Dongchuan saw it and asked, "You don't want to read it?"

"No more watching, let's go to sleep." Su Ting turned over and lay down facing He Dongchuan.

He Dongchuan responded and raised his hand to turn off the light, but he did not retract his hand which was pressed under Su Ting's neck, and even tended to move downward.

When Su Ting was sure that He Dongchuan was up to something, she quickly held down his dishonest left hand and said, "No."

Hearing the seriousness in her tone, He Dongchuan calculated the time in his mind and asked, "Is your period coming?"

Although Su Ting didn't have any special reaction when she had her period, the timing was not accurate. It's not inaccurate either. It's just that for some people, the interval between their last period and this one was exactly thirty days, while for others it might be twenty-seven days, or thirty-three days.

Su Ting's menstrual period interval is thirty-three days, so each time it comes will be postponed for a few days. It was the same in her previous life, so she does not have the habit of keeping track of her period. She just remembers to prepare sanitary napkins and puts them on in advance when she is lucky, but when she is unlucky her underwear will get dirty.

This habit has continued throughout her life, which is why she was surprised to find that her period was delayed for several days when they were chatting this morning.

Su Ting herself couldn't figure it out, and He Dongchuan had no idea of ​​the pattern. After all, she had only experienced two menstrual periods from the time they had sex to now, so she was not sure of the timing.

It was not until I was rejected by Su Ting at this time that I calculated in my mind and realized that it seemed to be my menstrual period.

"No." Su Ting shook her head.

"Why haven't you had your period yet? When did you have your period last month?" He Dongchuan asked as he recalled, "I remember I was on duty the day before, and when I came back the next night, you said your period had arrived, and it was on the 21st?"

Su Ting didn’t remember as clearly as he did, so she said uncertainly, “Maybe it was that day.”

If she had her period on the 21st last month, then this month she should have her period on the 24th or 25th, and it doesn't seem to be delayed by a few days?

"It seems like you had your period around 18 or 19 in May." That is to say, Su Ting's period was delayed by two or three days based on last month's period.

Apart from his youth when he lived with his parents, He Dongchuan had no experience of being with women for a long time, so his understanding of menstruation was very limited. He only knew that if the menstrual period did not come on time, it was likely that she was pregnant.

So when he found out last month that Su Ting's period did not come on time, he was happy for a whole day. After talking to Su Ting, he found out that the menstrual period interval is different for everyone, and it is very unstable, maybe only once every one or two months. In this case, she needs to regulate her body, not get pregnant.

So when he learned that Su Ting's menstrual period was a few days later than before, He Dongchuan did not think about pregnancy, and said with worry: "How about I take a day off tomorrow and go to the city hospital with you the day after tomorrow."

Su Ting thought her hint was obvious enough. He Dongchuan understood her meaning and whispered, "You can't tell anything from it now."

"Then let's wait a few more days and go on Sunday?" He Dongchuan asked.

Su Ting hadn't realized yet that they were not talking about the same thing, so she just started thinking along the lines of what He Dongchuan asked.

Her menstrual period is usually seven days. She came on the 21st of last month, so she should have gone on the 27th, and today is exactly one month. She remembered that her former colleagues who were pregnant usually went to the hospital for a checkup after about a month and a half.

The medical level at that time was not as good as it would be fifty years later. Su Ting said, "Wait another half a month."

Su Ting felt that if she rushed to the hospital now, it would be embarrassing to find out that it was just a normal delayed menstrual period. It would be better to wait a month and a half and then go for a checkup. Even if it was not certain, it should be close to 90%.

He Dongchuan frowned: "Why did you take so long?" He felt that if he was not feeling well, he should have gone to see a doctor earlier.

Su Ting was puzzled and glanced up at him: "We will know for sure when the time comes."

"There's still a time difference?"

"Of course I will. Besides, my period might come in a few days."

He Dongchuan asked: "You always postpone your visit, and the time is getting longer and longer. Is that okay?"

"My period is not delayed every time. My period is about 33 days, which is normal. Based on this, it is also normal to be delayed by a week occasionally. If it is delayed every three or five days, then there is a problem."

Don’t be fooled by Su Ting’s eloquent words now, because what lies behind her is actually her sad medical history that has lasted for more than ten years.

When it comes to menstruation, I worry if it comes early, I worry if it comes late, and I worry even more if it doesn’t come. I worry when the flow is heavy, and I worry when the flow is light. When I worry about this, I just want to go to the hospital to see a doctor. It’s so simple!

Not to mention Su Ting, who is always unpunctual and loses half of her life at any time.

After going to the hospital so often, she could act like a half-expert in front of He Dongchuan, who knew nothing about anything.

He Dongchuan understood, touched Su Ting's belly and said, "Then let's wait and see."

Su Ting: “Yeah.”

These two people who were talking at cross purposes have finally reached an agreement...right?

…

After getting up the next day, Su Ting wrote a short letter to Zhang Yaping. She simply congratulated him on finding his goal and hoped that he would not forget his original intention and realize his ideal after arriving at the border.

After writing the clichés, Su Ting hesitated for a long time holding the pen, and finally decided to add a paragraph, telling him not to forget to think and study after arriving at the border. Although the college entrance examination was suspended, there was hope as long as he worked hard.

Although He Dongchuan said not to bear the fate of others, Zhang Yaping was one of her first readers after all, and made a life-changing decision because of her story.

In fact, if she was born and raised in this era and didn't know about the future changes, she might not do anything. After all, even she herself is not sure about her future destiny.

But she came from fifty years later, and she knew what would happen in the next few decades.

In this era, many people believe that going to the countryside is not necessarily a bad thing, but just another possibility in life. However, she knows that staying in the city would be easier than going to the countryside.

Although the educated youth could return to the city gradually after a few years, there were many restrictions on their return. The policy was issued seven or eight years ago, but many people could not actually return to the city until the 1980s.

She couldn't just sit there and watch this child walk towards a life full of mud, even if that was just a possibility.

She wanted to help him.

But going to the countryside was a foregone conclusion, and she couldn't tell him directly that the college entrance examination would be resumed, so she could only advise him to study hard after arriving in the border area. In this way, if he was determined, his chances of being admitted to university would be greater after the college entrance examination was resumed.

Of course, this was just Su Ting's wish. She didn't know what his future plans were or whether he liked to study.

Maybe he threw the letter away after reading it, or maybe he tried hard for a while after reading it, but was eventually defeated by life. But she has done the best she can. If he lives a good life in the future, she will be happy for him, and if he doesn't live a good life, she won't think it's her problem.

Just like He Dongchuan said, he should be responsible for his own life.

In addition to Zhang Yaping, Su Ting also selectively responded to several readers, all of whom are currently experiencing difficulties in life.

It was only after she finished replying to these letters that Su Ting realized that how could she, who was clearly a comic book artist, become a close friend?

Also, where should I put the letters I have read?

Because the living room was quite spacious, Su Ting did not move the letters after opening the snakeskin bag. She only took a few when she wanted to read them, and put the others back on the dressing table after she had finished reading.

In just two days, there were two piles of letters on the dressing table as high as the mirror, and less than one-fifth of the letters in the two snakeskin bags had been read.

So after reading the letter that day, Su Ting decided to find a place to put it.

It’s just that their house is not small, but there is not much space to put the letters. After all, they are paper letters, and it is definitely not possible to pile them directly under the bed. At least they have to be put in a box.

But they had no boxes at home, only wardrobes and chests made of wood.

Needless to say, the fighting cupboard was filled with food and drinks.

The master bedroom closet was originally quite spacious. When she first moved in, only the upper layers of the two large closets were filled, and the same was true for the small closets. But after He Dongchuan moved back, the closets were quickly two-thirds full. In addition, with the change of seasons, the quilts used in the spring were put away in the closets, and now they are tightly packed.

After looking around, Su Ting finally decided to use the closet in the second bedroom.

Although the closet in the second bedroom is smaller than that in the master bedroom and has double doors, there are fewer things in it. Only He Yan's four-season clothes and thick quilts were packed by He Dongchuan in a snakeskin bag and placed on the top of the closet.

This is the advantage of a small closet. For example, the closet in the master bedroom is too large and the top of the closet is too close to the ceiling, so the quilt cannot be stuffed in it.

Because there are few things in the second bedroom, the lower level of the closet is basically empty.

After making up her mind, Su Ting told He Yan about it. He Yan didn't care what was in the cabinet, so he agreed very readily.

But after agreeing, He Yan raised a question: "What if the cabinet in my room can't hold it anymore?"

Su Ting smiled and said, "There are only two snakeskin bags of letters, how could it be that they can't hold all of them?"

"What if someone sends you a letter in the future?"

"Shouldn't you?"

"Leaving Taohua Village" has been serialized to the end, and Su Ting feels that fewer and fewer people will write to her in the future.

No, she is going to publish. Once the comic book is on the market, there may be new readers. Then new people will write to her, and it is not impossible for her to receive another letter in a snakeskin bag.

Su Ting thought for a moment and said, "Then I can only discuss with your father and buy a cabinet to store the letters."

“What if the cabinets can’t hold it all?”

"Then buy a house to decorate it."

After Su Ting finished speaking, she laughed first. She had read a popular science article before, which said that a well-known best-selling children's book writer bought a lot of houses in the capital to store the letters because he received too many letters from readers. Later, the capital's housing prices experienced explosive growth, and the writer himself became a billionaire.

After reading the popular science article, Su Ting almost cried with envy.

But at this moment, Su Ting found that she no longer needed to envy the boss.

If she had reached the point where she needed a house to store her readers' letters, it would not have been difficult for her to buy a few more apartments in the capital given the housing prices in the 1980s.

Looking at the little guy standing in front of her, Su Ting thought about it.

Maybe, before she becomes the boss's stepmother, she can make Long Aotian a second-generation rich man?