Within a few years, I earned my father's trust. My father no longer watched me making money all the time. In just a few years, I became the child who could earn the most for my father. Those years, my father would praise me in front of all the children, and when he was in a good mood, he would let me have an extra bowl of rice. I was never scolded or beaten by my father ever again.
I seemed to have gotten used to this kind of life—not being beaten or scolded, even getting to eat my fill when my father was happy. In the big city's trash cans, there was never a shortage of discarded food and clothes, so those years, it seemed, I also led a life not worrying about food and clothing.
I noticed the biggest difference between this city and the mountain village because of the appearance of a girl named Gu Zhilan.
