"Later, I got lucky and became friends with the network administrator of that Internet cafe."
"He is a college student and is trying to earn some living expenses during the summer vacation."
"He taught me how to play the computer step by step and taught me the knowledge I need to use in the reception hall."
Liu Tang spat out the bones in his mouth and said, "I stayed in the reception hall for three years and then entered the guard hall."
"The Guard Hall was very hard, so hard that when I look back now, I don't know how I could have endured it in the first place."
"Because they have no foundation in martial arts, new disciples will receive special training for half a year."
"Pack sandbags, cut wood, climb mountains with heavy loads, and climb rocks with bare hands."
"Oh, it's not an exaggeration to say that it was a narrow escape from death."
"But these are not the most terrifying..."
Liu Tang's eyes widened, he clenched his right hand holding the chopsticks tightly, and said with a trembling tone: "The most terrifying thing is fighting with the same disciple."
"The same batch of disciples who receive training will be locked in a dark room in batches on the day when the six-month period expires."
"Two people in one room, regardless of life or death, engage in the final competition."
"The winner will successfully stay in the Guard Hall."
"The losers are either dead or disabled, and are secretly sent away after being given severance pay by the headquarters."
"I, God favored me and allowed me to stay."
"Two years later, I jumped into a fortune-telling hall."
Liutang lowered his head and continued eating, saying vaguely: "The fortune-telling hall is where my dreams begin and where they end."
"In this life, if nothing happens, I will probably be like this."
I listened quietly, took a small mouthful of rice and said, "You want to become a Huang Lingshi, change your family's life, and change your own destiny."
Liutang asked me back: "Who doesn't want to?"
I was silent. Yes, if you have the chance to climb up, who would want to fall down?
Huang Lingshi's salary and benefits are at least hundreds of thousands a year, or even more.
It may not be as good as the real rich, but with such basic motivation, it is enough to help an originally poor family move into a well-off life.
Taking out a loan to buy a house will help future generations move out of the mountains.
Just like my grandfather’s expectations for me when he was still alive: get into a good university, find a good job after graduation, buy a house in Jiangxia City, start a family and start a business.
He also wanted me to get out of Taoshan Village and become a truly useful person.
"My sister is three years younger than me. She is twenty-four years old this year. She is very ambitious and was admitted to university." Liu Tang's expression softened and he slowly sipped the soup and said: "I graduated from university last year and came to Zhongzhou. Currently, I am working in an accounting firm.
Office work, um, intern."
"I want to live a better life, climb higher, and make my sister look good when she gets married."
"In this way, I can be worthy of my deceased parents, and I can also bring my uncle and aunt who are in poor health to enjoy their happiness."
"Didn't you ask me where my basic salary of four thousand yuan a month went?"
"I give two thousand yuan to my family every month. Within my limited ability, I want to make my uncle and aunt live a better life."
Liu Tang smiled bitterly and said: "It's not easy for them, and we, brother and sister, are not ungrateful people."
Every family has a hard time reciting the scriptures. Liutang is suffering, and I sympathize with them.
