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Chapter 8 Lunch for newcomers to the department 2

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    ? As early as the first year of high school, I started saving money.

    Because my family's family background is average, it can also be said to be below average.

    My family has quite a lot of children (four in total). Although my sister has started working, the remaining three of us are still in school, and my dad is a bit too lazy to take home 20,000 yuan a year.

    And our life depends on my mother selling snacks at the school gate, so since I lived on campus in the third year of junior high school, I feel that I always have to count every penny I spend.

    It is precisely because I have to calculate the uneasiness caused by spending every penny in my hand for the first year of junior high school and the third year of high school, so after I went to college, although my family gave me almost 1,000 yuan a month, although  I myself work as a librarian in the library, and I earn at least a few hundred dollars a month, but I still don't like excessive consumption, but choose to continue saving money.

    At the end of my freshman year, I had saved more than 10,000 yuan in my bank card, although it also included the 4,000 yuan I earned from working as a summer job during the summer vacation of my third year of high school, although I spent 5,500 yuan on shopping during my freshman summer vacation.  After installing a laptop, it was like returning to before liberation.

    However, the five-digit number in the bank card still brought great comfort to my soul and made me more determined to save money.

    ?After entering the hospital for internship, I often eat hot and dry noodles, not because I have no money to eat good food, but because I know that I can't work part-time during the internship, and the cost of eating outside the school is relatively high, so I must live a little economically.

    ? When I was studying the real political questions for the postgraduate entrance examination this year, I heard him say this sentence in the video class of Teacher Xu Tao: "Some people live to eat, and some people eat to live."

    I think I belong to the latter kind of people.

    Because although all kinds of delicious food sold in the store are really delicious, if you don't eat them, you won't starve to death.

    I eat hot and dry noodles every day, and I won't starve to death. Is it really that important what I eat?

    As long as you can't die, isn't it all right?

    However, in modern society, if you only eat hot and dry noodles, you can¡¯t die from starvation, but if you don¡¯t have money, it¡¯s really hard to move forward!

    In my few twenty years of life, I have experienced too much misery without money.

    Just take my childhood as an example.

    In fact, I always liked eating candied haws before the third year of junior high school, because at that time, I really liked the sweet and sour taste of candied haws.

    But until now, I still remember when I was a child, when I wanted to eat candied haws, my grandma always found various reasons not to buy them for me.  (Because there are many children in the family, I grew up with my grandma when I was young.)

    Perhaps because of this, candied haws later became an obsession in my heart.

    Because I remember that every time I saw candied haws, I wanted to buy and eat them, and I did eat a lot of candied haws in the years from the fifth grade to the second year of junior high.

    When I grew up and thought of those things, I realized that the reason why my grandma didn't buy candied haws for me was because I didn't have money.

    Because grandma also has four children, although my mother and two aunts don't need them to help, but the money they earn not only supports themselves but also supports me, and my uncle, so at that time, there was no need at all  Give me the money to buy candied haws.

    But later, when I had the money to buy several bunches of candied haws at a time, I no longer liked to eat candied haws because of my bad teeth.

    However, the obsession that I must have money has become deeper and deeper in my heart.

    So I try not to care about other people's strange eyes when they see that I only eat hot dry noodles or fried potatoes for lunch. As long as I can save money, as long as I can save money, I will be satisfied.

    Also because of the hospital where I practiced and the people I met during the internship, for me, they are just some passers-by in my life.

    Time passed, and everyone forgot about it.

    Who cares what you ate when you are still alive?

    And it seems that only you can remember your own affairs for so long and so deeply in your heart.

    What others do to you, just like what you do to others, will gradually fade away in memory.

    So, why do you care so much?

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