347, the old devout woman can even act better than a trash bag.

They had struggled through life themselves; their child couldn't suffer.

If their child could make something of himself, it wouldn't matter if they worked themselves to death!

Hei Xiaozile received a promise that filled him with joy, and he leapt a meter high with excitement.

He bubbled with enthusiasm, "Mom, I will definitely study hard."

Thinking of the Shuangshan Brigade, which was completely different from their own, Hei Xiaozile suddenly spoke up, "Mom, that brigade is not the same as ours."

He couldn't articulate exactly what was different but felt that everything was different.

The woman paused for a moment, "You're talking about their spirit being different, right?"

"The members of Shuangshan Brigade live a good life; of course, they have high spirits."

Hei Xiaozile scratched his head, his eyes filled with longing, "If only our brigade could start a factory too."

Who wouldn't want that, the woman thought.