When I was a child, the conditions were not good. My parents only give me one yuan of pocket money every day, not to let me spend it indiscriminately, including eating at noon at school. At that time, it cost about one yuan to eat a meal. At that time, the consumption standard was not high. I remember that the price of a box lunch is 20 cents for a steamed stuffed bun. My uncle likes playing mahjong. So there have been many changes at home.
Once I went to play with my cousin and found no one at home, but I saw a wallet on the kang. At that time, I took out 20 yuan from that wallet overnight. In those days, this 20 yuan was a huge sum of money. After the money was taken away, I didn't put it in my pocket, but found a place to stuff it into a crack in the wall. This matter has always been a secret in my heart. I never told anyone, even my uncle never doubted me. I took the money.
My cousin was severely beaten by my uncle for this. Because my uncle used too much force, he hit his brother's eyes with a slap, and now there are still sequelae. So I am very kind to Don Goth now, because this guilt is lifelong. Later, I forgot whether I spent the 20 yuan, but now I think I really committed a crime.