When you go to the breakfast shop downstairs every morning to order a hot breakfast, you will definitely not know that the chefs at the breakfast shop got up at two or three o'clock last night. They used their will to resist their tiredness and cook rice.

, make a fire, make noodles... They don't dare to neglect at all, they have to hurry up when you pass by the door of their store, and the breakfast of various flavors can be served hot and fragrant.

When you stand on the roadside and take that familiar bus every day, you will definitely not know that the bus driver got up three hours before you did. At that time, it was still dark, and he rode from home.

The bicycle rushed all the way to the station in the cold wind.

He wants to check the car again and clean it, and he doesn't dare to neglect it at all. He must drive this car just in front of you when you are standing at the bus stop.

People are never single individuals. Living in this world, they inevitably have to interact with this world.

You came into this world naked, no one owes you anything, and nothing is taken for granted.

Therefore, you should always be grateful for every request from you, because your years are peaceful, but there are people carrying the burden for you.

01 That year, my wife was pregnant and my mother came to the city where I lived for the first time.

In the first few days after work, I would take my mother around to introduce the place where I live to her.

Where is the supermarket, where is the shop that sells steamed buns, which shop has the best roast duck, which shop sells vegetables whose boss is from our hometown... Every time, I take my mother to understand my world like countless treasures.

Unknowingly, an inexplicable sense of superiority arose in my mind.

One night, after dinner, my mother and I took the bus to a large supermarket near our home and bought a lot of food and supplies. Before 10 o'clock, we took the bus back to the downstairs of our house.

"Look how convenient my place is. You can go to the market after dark and buy everything." I walked behind my mother carrying my things.

Because in our hometown, if you want to buy these things, you have to go to the town market to buy them.

Every time you go to the market, it takes 5 days.

In the past, there were no cars to ride in. On the day of the market, I had to get up early and travel more than 20 miles to get to the market.

Even if you have money, it will take you a whole day to buy these things, which will make you very tired.

"Yes, it's really convenient, but don't you think about it, where did all of this come from?" Maybe it was my inexplicable sense of superiority that stimulated my mother.

"If my family didn't work hard for you to study and send you to this big city, would you be able to come out to catch a market in the middle of the night like you do now?" Mom suddenly said.

My mother's words were like a bowl of cold water suddenly poured into my collar, making me shiver.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything good about it at all, it was just ordinary.

Yes, yes, I no longer have to be like my mother. If I want to buy a pack of salt or some needles and thread, I have to think about and figure out when I will find time to travel twenty miles to the market.

I can buy it with just a few clicks, or even have it delivered directly to my door.

My years are quiet, but I am standing on their shoulders, they are carrying the burden for me to move forward.

02 In early September, the children started school.

His homework is a headache for me. Plus the pick-up and drop-off at noon and meals are all very cumbersome.

After much deliberation, I decided to find a daycare in front of the school. The children no longer have to run around at noon every day. All the cumbersome things such as eating, sleeping, and homework help are taken care of by the daycare.

In this way, I can continue to play badminton two nights a week. Otherwise, I would be extremely busy every day.

You know the discomfort of helping children with their homework. I can't bear my temper and often get angry at my children because of it.

One Friday after I got home from get off work, I went to the daycare to pick up my child. Normally, the child’s grandmother would pick him up.

That day, his homework was not finished yet. It is said that there were two exercise papers that the teacher asked to hand in next Monday. Because it spanned a weekend, the child started to dawdle. One moment he said that the teacher did not say that he should finish it today, and the next moment he said

I only did it on Sunday, so it was delayed until very late.

The custodial teacher asked other students around to see what the school teacher required, so I sat on the side and watched quietly.

It was getting late and the child couldn't finish it, so he finally started to write.

If I were to tutor him at home, I would not even bother to ask. If the child refused to do it, I would have started yelling at him.

There are not many questions in the two math practice papers, but they are still a bit difficult for a child.

The person in charge of tutoring children is a girl in her early twenties, who tutors three children at the same time.

From time to time, the children asked what to do, and from time to time they had to find a ruler and eraser. She also had to read and correct the test papers written by others one by one.

The third-grade mathematics test paper is really not very simple. Many calculation questions require calculation formulas to be listed and checked carefully.

When correcting homework, the teacher has to calculate and correct each question on the draft paper one by one.

I suddenly felt that it was really not easy for teachers.