When I was a child, I also secretly took the change my parents put under drawers, jars and pillows.
I was born in 1995, and my family was poor when I was a child. At that time, the material conditions in the countryside were also scarce, but my parents never wronged me in eating and drinking. I still remember that my favorite thing when I was a child was to go to the market with my parents, because there were steamed buns in the market. Every time I go to the market, my parents take me to eat steamed buns at the first stop. I only eat one cage, but I can't eat much. This is just to satisfy my desire, stuffed with pork and green onions. After dinner, don't cry or make trouble for a day, quietly accompany your parents to go shopping in time. Later, when I grew up, I realized that a cage of steamed buns was only two yuan at that time, but it was really not cheap compared with now.
When I was seven or eight years old, I liked playing with children older than me. At that time, our games were mainly bouncing balls, playing with goods (paper was folded into square treasures, and in some places it was called throwing treasures), taking foreign photos and so on. Looking back now, at that time, children were really much happier than today.
At the beginning, winning or losing all depended on technology. Soon, I was the first among the children in the village. Whether it's jumping the ball, hitting goods or shooting on location, many people don't want to play with me because of their good skills. Until now, there are seven or eight hundred marbles at home. Later, older children began to fry golden flowers and retired tractors. The stakes are pinball, merchandise, foreign paintings, etc. They are the "game coins" of these children. Of course, I joined them. There is no suspense in the ending. You should have guessed. I won more than a few. The "assets" that I worked so hard for before will soon be gone.
Since then, the sinful little hand has reached out to the change left by parents at home. Just to buy some marble and foreign paintings. Goods are easy to say, books can be folded when torn.
Every time there is no one at home, my parents work in the fields: weeding, fertilizing and watering. This is the time when I start working. Because they will be busy for a while. There are also special circumstances when parents suddenly come back to get water and a pot helmet. Once, my father left his keys at home and went to work in the fields. I secretly took the key to open the only locked drawer in my house and took three dollars. When I finished, I put the papers, books and money back in the drawer. Just as I was about to close the drawer and lock it, my father came back and saw my movements in the window. My heart is racing, my words are flustered and I am at a loss. I'll understand when I grow up. In fact, can parents not know what their children are doing?
That was when I was eight years old. I remember one time, there was no one at home. I waited for a long time, rummaging around the house in fear, and found nothing. Suddenly, I found that my father had forgotten his key. Trembling with the key, I opened the only locked drawer in my house-stealing money. I've stolen money from this drawer before, and it's not much every time, 35 yuan. This time I rummaged for a while and found that there was no change, but I wanted to "bet on pinball". From the bottom of my heart, there is a hundred dollars. One hundred dollars in 2002, you should know how much.
That's the most I've eaten. I have been "chic" for a long time, and half of my money has been spent on pinball, but I have never won.
Things were discovered after all. One day it was raining lightly, and when I was playing outside, my father told me to go home glumly. I dare not wriggle around and follow my father. When I got home, my father let me lie on the chair, grabbed my broom and pattered. Just slap me on the ass and say, "Say, did you steal money from the middle drawer?" At that time, I was dying to sayno. My father's angry hands trembled and his mouth twitched unconsciously. My father said, "There is usually 35 yuan missing at home, and I didn't ask for anything. This time, I lost 100 directly. It's still my locked drawer. Tell me if it was stolen. " Say that finish, and smoke a few times on my ass.
I was scared at that time, but the money had been spent. Although there are no flowers, I am too poor to admit it. I said I don't know. My father gave me a deep look and turned to call my sister back to the house. The same broom dance, my sister said she didn't know. I got my sister into trouble this time.
Father said, "I know exactly what I put in the drawer." The drawer was opened several times and found to be quite tidy. This time is no exception, neat. " I just put the money for selling wheat in. I know how much. "
Since then, I have never stolen money from my family. Never play pinball again. As for the remaining pinball at home, it was time for junior high school. Somehow, the pinball craze started again, and everyone started playing pinball. This is what I achieved during recess and after school.
Since the third grade, I have slowly saved some money and falsely reported several textbooks. Later, nine-year compulsory education was implemented and textbook fees were not charged. I started to set up another project to save money. I bought a notebook, saved fifty cents for myself, and spent fifty cents on breakfast. In two years, I have saved more than 100 yuan, but I have never squandered it and never bought pinball again. I remember in high school, when I was living on campus, my family gave me eighty or ninety dollars a week, and I always paid fifty or sixty dollars. Because every Monday, the teacher's window of the school has three faces, which are open to students. Take another day for yourself, take the bus home for dinner at noon, and you can still have a little left every week. So that everyone just asked for fifty or sixty meals at home.
After I went to college, I didn't care about my family's living expenses for one year because the tuition was very expensive. I usually deliver takeout, deliver takeout and work in a restaurant. When I left as a soldier in my freshman year, I took out my passbook and deposit certificate, including more than 6,000 pieces, and gave them to my mother. Mom was a little surprised and her eyes were red.
Family education has changed me from a person who steals money from my family to a person who can save money and make money by himself.
I am working now, because it is far away and the internship salary is not high. Every time I go home, my parents say, "I'll give you some more money!" " Air tickets are very expensive. "
I said, "I have money!"
How many times I have no money, when I face my parents, I always say "I have money!" " After a turn, I began to pour money back and forth with my comrades. Let's sit together, have a drink and chat. Always like this. I don't want my parents to see my difficulties. It's time to support myself.