"Xiao Mei..." Brother Ding was almost 50 years old. Before he left his hometown, he had enjoyed the pleasure of having his children with him. His wife was kind, hardworking, and capable. He had children who were filial and obedient. However, that seemed like a distant life.
At that time, Brother Ding felt that he was living on a shoestring. However, he seemed to be living very well every day. He did not have any grand aspirations for life. He only hoped that his children would grow up quickly and study well. He hoped that they would get to attend classes at university.
Later, he left home. His days became more luxurious, but he also lost his home because of it. He wondered if he would regret it one day, but he also felt he would not regret it. Everyone yearned for a higher life, a life of luxury. He was not wrong.
However, he had to admit that over the years, he still dreamed of his home time and time again—his wife, his parents, and his children.