Are there any particularly hateful poor people around you?

Yes, there are too many. This person is my brother. In the end he died a coward. I didn’t scold him, just listen to what I said in detail

As the saying goes, pitiful people must be hateful, and this was clearly reflected in my brother. My brother was born in 1972, six years older than me. I have been a hard-working person since I was a child, and the back of my hands will crack when working in winter. Everyone in the village said this guy could do it. Whose daughter will not worry about having enough to eat if she marries him? But the turning point happened after marrying my wife.

According to common sense, after you marry a wife and have children, you will be more motivated when you are under pressure, and your life will gradually get better. My brother is just the opposite. The reason is high-quality liquor. The high-quality liquor I am talking about here is not Wuliangye, nor Maotai. My brother didn’t have that kind of money, so the wine he drank was the Baogu wine sold in our town, brewed and sold by local wine merchants. A few dollars a pound. Right now, our local good Baogu wine only costs 30 yuan a pound. My brother was ruined by this.

There are thousands of people in the world who drink, but my brother is the most typical one from all over the world. My dad is very old and there is nothing I can do to him. I can only call him back occasionally, and every time he promises me "Okay, okay, okay..." and the phone hangs up. As usual, just drink whatever you want. His wife and children suffered with him.

Over time, people in the village said that this man was stimulated by alcohol and had become a cripple. In my opinion, it is completely caused by lack of self-discipline. As time went on, the house became more and more empty. I come home late every year, almost not until a few days before New Year's Eve. I have to transfer the money back in advance to buy new year goods for my sister-in-law. When I got home, I found that my sister-in-law was not happy. Because it's not your man's money you're spending.

On the third day of September 2016, I was in my small home in Guangzhou. I had a girlfriend at the time. It is so common to receive a call from my niece. My niece would often call me, "Yao dad, dad has taken medicine."

I was shocked.

I asked what medicine I was taking and was told it was paraquat. Fortunately, I had never heard of this pesticide at the time, maybe because I hadn’t farmed at home for many years. I didn’t even know the power of paraquat, so I wasn’t so nervous and anxious. But I quickly contacted the villagers and told them to get me to the hospital immediately. From our town hospital and county hospital, we were transferred to Kunming. Along the way, I called and asked: How are you? They told me that I had undergone gastric lavage at the county hospital and my mental state was fine. That’s fine. In my limited opinion, drinking dichlorvos or something like that won’t be enough in one or two hours. Therefore, the golden rescue period is particularly critical. But they told me it was ok. I just thought: It’s too late. In an emergency, I searched for paraquat on Baidu. When it was over, I burst into tears while I was still in Guangzhou. Sure enough, after they sent the patient to Kunming, two hospitals in a row refused to accept him. The excuse is that there are no beds. I said I wanted to talk to the doctor on the phone, and the doctor told me straight away. He said that your brother’s mortality rate is quite high. He wanted me to be mentally prepared, but he also said that they really didn't have any beds. I don't want to talk to him anymore.

Looking for a third store, my assistants hurriedly helped me find a third store, and the third store finally accepted it. I also flew back to Kunming overnight. Saw my brother lying on the hospital bed, weak but awake. I made some light-hearted remarks to him. I wanted to find a hotel for the boys to stay, but they were so busy that they didn't even bring their ID cards, so they stayed with me until dawn. The attending doctor went to work and pulled me aside. He said, are you mentally prepared? I said I already knew the result. He said you should take him back as soon as possible. Once he dies in the hospital, he must be sent to the crematorium. In our hometown, people are usually buried in the ground.

If there is a slight chance of salvation, even if my blood is drawn, even if everything goes bankrupt, I am willing to save my brother. But there is no way to save the day.

After a lot of trouble, I called an ambulance outside the hospital at a high price and took my brother away from my hometown. Arriving home, it was 9:35 that evening. My brother has completed his 44-year life journey.

In the first few years before my brother left, he either beat his wife or his children after drinking. I made a final conclusion for him: he will either work hard or drink hard all his life.

Also, I gave birth to two children.

The reason why he took the medicine was that he asked his twelve-year-old nephew to go to school. When his nephew refused to go, he beat him, but he still refused to go. Plus he was already drunk at the time. Something happened.

Will the child feel guilty in the future whenever he talks to friends? I say that we can only try our best to cultivate children. As long as people have the ability, all problems will not be a problem. Now this is how I educate my nephew: Your father has been hopeless for the rest of his life, do you still want to be hopeless?

Both children are quite obedient. My niece has graduated from a traditional Chinese medicine college in Kunming and now goes to work in Wuhan; my nephew has not read much and has gone to a construction site to get a high salary. I won't let him. Now he has found a job as a waiter in a hotpot restaurant in Zhejiang. Every time I contact him, I call him student; I learn more from my leaders at work. It's obvious that he is making progress and is very happy.

My sister-in-law remarried. She was going to run her life. Someone asked: Why don’t you marry your sister-in-law? joke. Someone else asked: Don’t you hate your sister-in-law for abandoning her two children and running away? I don't hate it, but even though my brother was so stupid, she came to give birth to two children for the Lin family. I thanked her before it was too late.

In the 1980s, the math teacher took two of our students to the county town to participate in a math competition. Due to the cold weather, there were so many people on the bus that I couldn't buy a seat.

As soon as I got on the bus, I saw a group of people surrounding a girl who looked like a middle school student, yelling. Everyone is attacking that girl, which means that a student should be qualified and cannot take up a seat with his package!

That girl is confident, I bought a ticket for this seat! I bought a ticket for two people!

But the bus was so crowded that no one could stand firmly. Even before driving, these people were still attacking the girl in various languages. They were ignorant! How did your parents educate you? No quality at all! A package also occupies a seat!

It was these words that made the girl angry! Spicy, next door! Who said that? Who said my parents are uneducated? Don't make me anxious, I will scold anyone if I become anxious!

Unexpectedly, a girl cursed someone so embarrassingly that the car immediately fell silent!

The girl had tears of grievance in her eyes: I provoked whomever, and a whole car of you are targeting me! Spicy, next door! At home, my uncle looks down on my family, my aunt looks down on my family, and even my third aunt looks down on my family! You guys also look down on my family! What qualifications do you have!

The girl's angry tears burst out and formed a line. She sat on her seat, trembling with anger: I will sit here today to see who kicks me out! Look who's talking about me! I'll tear her mouth apart!

The carriage suddenly became quiet. The car was driving and people were disembarking. The car was not so crowded. The teacher and I stood one meter away from the girl. We saw that the girl had a dark face, like a child studying in the countryside, and her eyes were looking out the window stubbornly.

At this time, an old lady got out of the car, swaying on a cane, and rushed to the girl's seat: child, is there anyone here!

The girl glanced: There is someone! Then he turned his head away and looked out the window.

When the old lady was embarrassed, the girl suddenly turned her head over again: Sit down! I'm holding it!

The old lady thanked me three times. The girl didn't respond and then looked out the window.

My child, it’s quite heavy to hold you, grandma will hold you!

The girl looked impatient: No!

My child, what you are holding is not a jar! Who is your family?

My mother! The girl's eyes looked cold.

Old lady: Tsk, tsk, tsk! Poor child, where is your father?

My father died the year before last!

The old lady’s tears immediately splattered out, she took out her handkerchief and wiped it herself: My poor child! My poor child! Tsk tsk tsk, your mother, where are you going in the car? There are no other relatives in your family!

The girl then turned around: All my family members are dead! Are you satisfied?

The old lady was soft-hearted: Tsk, tsk, tsk! My child! Poor child, you have no uncle, no aunt or anything like that!

My family owes my uncle five thousand yuan, and now he is still chasing after him! My aunt disowns me! My parents have been divorced for many years and I have nothing to do with her anymore! My third aunt said I was a drag!

When the girl said this, her eyes were unusually cold and her words were unusually calm, so calm that it was frightening.

The old lady took the child's hand: My child, my little hands are cold! You haven’t eaten yet! Grandma, here are two eggs. Don’t dislike it, just eat it! As she spoke, the old lady took out two eggs from the bag, peeled them and handed them to the girl.

The girl looked at the two trembling, dangling, white eggs and said: Grandma, thank you, I don’t want them!

Children! You listen to grandma, grandma doesn't care about you, so you eat it. As she says that, the old lady forcibly turns the child's face and sticks it to her own: "Baby, poor baby!"

This move made the girl burst into tears. Then she couldn't control herself and leaned into her grandma's arms and cried loudly.

The whole carriage was desolate from her crying. The girl had cried enough and gnawed on two eggs with trembling tremors. They were all gone in an instant. She seemed to be choking and burping. The aunt was so happy that she quickly took out a can bottle from her pocket. I have water here, don’t dislike it, I just poured it from home!

At the end, the girl bowed to the old lady, and then disappeared in an instant.

My teacher's eyes turned red and he said, "Just now, the girl refused to give up her seat, so I almost went up to give her a few words."

It turned out that the package the girl was holding was her mother’s urn! Also, the girl showed her household registration book to her aunt in the car: Grandma, I am the only one in my house now!

The old lady burst into tears again: Oh my God! I never suffered the same sin as you when I was a child! Then he hugged the girl and held her in his arms. The girl hugged the jar and hid in her grandma's arms and began to tremble again.

There are people like this around me. For so many years, I have not paid social security and have been working part-time. The economy may be relatively tight. When my comrades get together, they rarely pay for meals. Others pay.

Our comrades have been in the army for 40 years now, and they are all nearly 60 years old. Comrades often get together, but rarely does this comrade pay for meals. Many comrades may also know about his financial constraints and will not care too much about it.

Some of his comrades were unhappy with some of the things he had done over the years. When traveling together in a comrade's car, most people know that the cost is AA, including tolls, gas, accommodation, meals, tickets, etc. Even if you don't have much money for a few days, you should take the initiative to pay for it, but this comrade, Instead of being proactive, it’s avoidance. It’s hard to say to your comrades, the driver has to pay for it.

When we go shopping together, if you want to buy something, he will definitely buy it if he is nearby. After taking the thing, he will leave, and other comrades will have to pay for it. Obviously he was eating with other comrades, and while the other comrades paid for it, he wanted to pack a portion for his family. It is not easy to work every day. Sometimes there is no work, and his comrades have to find work for him. Often the quality of the work is not good and the price is high, so his comrades no longer dare to introduce him to work.

Some comrades also advised him to do better quality work, pay more appropriately, take more jobs, and earn more money, but he showed no signs of improvement and still went his own way, and it was hard for his comrades to say anything else.

For those who have retired from the military, there is a policy that allows them to pay back the social security with a preferential policy. I heard that he paid the preferential amount and did not pay the rest. It may be that there is no excess. Money, I don’t know how I will live in the future.

In fact, when we came back from the army, we were divided into different jobs. As long as the regiment and company were employees, at least they still had a piece of land. He has nothing now.

I have lost my identity as an employee, and I have not paid the social security that I am required to pay, and I often complain that I have no money. In addition to sympathy, the comrades still sympathize.

Yes, he is my undergraduate roommate. She has five children at home, and her parents have average jobs, so life at home is very difficult. When we went to college, although other classmates like us didn't have much money, our families usually gave us 1,200 RMB for living expenses, so our basic living needs could be met. But she only has about 600 yuan a month for living expenses, and her life is very tight. You have to count the money when eating every day. You can eat one meat and one vegetarian dish at noon. In the evening, no matter what good meat dishes are available in the school cafeteria, you will definitely not eat them.

This is true for eating, let alone buying clothes. In four years, she bought only a handful of new clothes. While peers of the same age were eagerly discussing where to go shopping and what skin care products and cosmetics to buy every day, what she kept telling me every day was that she spent 15 yuan on dinner today, which was a bit over budget. This is the pitiful thing about her. Every time I hear her talk about this, I really feel a little sad.

But this feeling of sadness for her was quickly diluted by her actions. When I was an undergraduate, the money provided by my family was not much, but I was superstitious that only cutting back on expenses would be useless. Therefore, in addition to studying hard every semester to get a scholarship, I was also crazy about working part-time. Even if you don’t feel happy about a part-time job that costs 50 yuan a day, you will still do it; if you are in your 60s or 70s, you will go there.

Once I found a part-time job as a temporary waiter in a restaurant, the salary was 80 yuan a day. At that time, the salary was very good for me [face covering], so I really wanted to go, but they wanted to go there. Two people, I just hope it’s best to come with two people to save others trouble. So I thought her living expenses were low, so if I told her to go, she would go. So I begged her to go with me. I could get 80 yuan a day and take care of two meals. But no matter how hard I tried to persuade her, she refused to go. She said that working as a waiter in a restaurant was very censorious, the distance was long, and she would have to take several buses. All in all, there were a bunch of excuses. My other roommate couldn't stand it any longer and deliberately said something sarcastic: "You can go do it yourself as a top student. You have plenty of money, but you don't like the salary of a part-time job." These two people have never dealt with each other, so I heard what the roommate said. Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, I finally agreed to come with me. I breathed a sigh of relief. After spending two hours, someone finally went with me. On the way back after getting money from her part-time job that day, she was also very happy. After all, based on her living standard of less than 15 yuan a day, she should be able to use 80 yuan for nearly a week.

However, I also felt very tired after begging her for two hours. I was surprised that she was so worried about money every day and didn't do it if she had a part-time job. At that time, there were many college students working part-time jobs, so there was no shame in earning some pocket money by yourself.

After this incident, she remained the same. She never took the initiative to find a part-time job. She almost never went when others called her, and I no longer asked her to join me. Her academic performance during the four years was mediocre, and she never received any scholarships. In her junior year, her younger sister went to college, and her family became even more strapped, and her original 600 yuan for living expenses was intermittent. She often told me that she hoped to graduate as soon as possible so that she could go out to work and earn money. I didn’t respond to her. I thought to myself, now you have the opportunity to go out and make some money, and you don’t have to live in such a tight situation, but I know that It was useless and only made me unhappy, so I didn't speak.

Yes, our unit has one. She is from Henan. When she first came to the company, everyone sympathized with her. But what she did later was her own fault.

Her hometown is Henan, and she is a family of four. Ben is also happy and loving, with a virtuous wife and filial son. Her husband works on a construction site and she takes care of the children at home. Something unexpected happened. My husband had an accident at the construction site and broke his leg. He couldn't stand on his own at first.

You have to exercise slowly, cook a meal by yourself, and go to the toilet. The eldest son was no longer in school at that time, so he came to our factory with Boss Wang (a worker). She also came a year later. When talking about her experience, everyone sympathized with her and felt that it was not easy for her. She is also willing to endure hardships and is frugal. Her mother earns more than 100,000 yuan a year, and her life is going well.

Unexpectedly, the next year, she hooked up with a bachelor at the door and went to see him every day at midnight. There were rumors in the factory and she was brought down. She had been stable for a few days, but then she became restless again. She ran away with the man during the Chinese New Year without caring about her son. Unexpectedly, she was caught by the boss on the way, which was embarrassing. People didn't care. She ran away during the Chinese New Year in her hometown without returning to the factory. A year later, she gave birth to another child. She didn't want to take care of the child and hired a nanny to look after the child. She went back to work in the factory and earned just enough money to be a nanny. I don’t know what she was trying to do.

As for her eldest son, her mother ran away with someone, and she didn’t have the shame to come back. She spent money in her hometown to buy a Yunnan wife. After two months of marriage, her daughter-in-law ran away, and she went to Yunnan to look for her, but she didn’t know. What's going on? He was jailed for drug trafficking. He was sentenced to twenty years. Alas, his mother also regrets it, but what can she do?

His mother must be fifty this year. Poor people must be hateful. You should pursue a good life and don't go against the society. Ethics. It’s a real person, tell me, did this person do the right thing?

An old lady in the village is really hateful but pitiful. The old lady is in her 70s, almost 80 years old. When she walks, her upper body and lower body are at right angles. She is not hunchbacked, but suffers from a serious lumbar spondylosis. Many years ago, when she walked, her waist was already bent. Can't stand upright. And she walked very slowly. The village was more than a kilometer away from the town. Others walked there in half an hour. The old lady had to use a cane to move slowly, and it took more than an hour. Although she looks like this now, she was one of the most influential people in the village when she was young. When the old lady was young, her husband could not control her. She had an improper relationship with a married man in the village. Every time she met his wife on the road, she never felt any shame and would fight with him. Later, the other wife had a heart attack and passed away, but she broke off the relationship with the man. It turned out that before the woman died, she could receive a pension of 200 yuan a month (because she had been married before, and then her husband died. Because of a mining accident, she had to marry this man with her children as a last resort), and the pension was often used by her husband to give to his mistress. After the woman died, the pension and children were taken away by her uncle over there, so , the old lady had no contact with this man. The old lady gave birth to three daughters and one son. Her son is now in his forties. Because her husband died early and the family was very poor, her son has never been able to marry a wife. Later, her son worked outside and took care of the family. A woman came back. She could smoke and could not have children. The old lady drove her away. Later, someone introduced her son to a woman who was divorced and a few years older than her son. After they got together, the woman became very I was about to get pregnant. Because I was an advanced maternal age, I suffered from gestational diabetes. When I was giving birth, I went to a tertiary hospital in the provincial capital. The old lady scolded me at home every day: "Other people have babies that are not as delicate as her. Is she going to give birth to a prince?" After her son and his wife came back, when the old lady heard that she had given birth to a daughter, she immediately pulled a long face. She scolded her at home while her daughter-in-law was in confinement, and she didn't even think about how much risk others in their forties would take to give birth to a child for their son. It's dangerous, and what a blessing it is for someone to give birth to a daughter when his son is over forty years old. She never hugged or looked at her granddaughter. When her daughter-in-law cooked food for her and it was not to her liking, she turned over the table in front of her and worked hard every day. Now, her granddaughter is over two years old, and she always dislikes that she is not a grandson. , so, ignore it at all.

So, there must be something hateful about poor people? This is absolutely true!

I once had a female friend (former colleague) whom I didn’t know very well, who said she was emotionally hurt. I introduced a rich second-generation friend to her, and repeatedly warned her that girls must respect themselves and not be too casual. scale! He also warned the rich second generation not to hurt other people’s feelings and not to let me worry! I heard that they broke up after more than a month, so I went skiing with her to relax, because she always made fun of my ski master, and pretended to be drunk and lied in other people's arms, which made my master take it seriously... I thought I Master is honest and responsible, and it’s great to be together! As a result, she called again and said that she knew a rich second-generation man who was pursuing her and he drove an Alpha to pick her up [crying] and told me to keep it a secret!

When I was skiing, my master suddenly asked me, "What kind of car is an Alfa?" I said, "No driver can drive that thing." I was furious at the time... Later I found the girl and said to her, "What do you want?" What, but if you don’t even have the basic kindness of a human being, then you are really useless! You always think that you are weak and unbalanced in relationships, but why do you inflict the same unfair pain on others? My master really has no money. But why do you have no interest in doing those ambiguous things to others? You want me to show off to my master something that I have kept secret? And get to know each other!”

She was irrefutable and I never talked to her again... When a person needs to sacrifice other people’s feelings to build up his own self-esteem and self-confidence and prove that he is attractive, this person is helpless. It's a relief, especially since she has no conscience at all when she lets others go through the same pain she once did! Because she was meaningless, boring, and fake, Alpha also died in vain in the end!

The most important thing is that she violated my most taboo thing. I have always told her that friends are friends and must not have any ambiguity or emotional involvement. Only in this way can friendship and the circle develop stably and long-term. Absolutely not What a mess!

A rich second-generation friend who had been hiding from me for more than a month came to have dinner with me. I asked him why and he said, "It was the time we went to the desert. I came out of the bathroom and found her sitting in the restaurant with a very bold posture. On the chair, I have never seen him in this state, and I feel very uncomfortable! It doesn't matter if he is like this from the beginning, but he is usually very skillful and decent!" And the girl took him home the second time they met!

Therefore, people’s misfortunes are all caused by their own actions... If you don’t realize your own mistakes and correct them, you will only be able to sink in the same cycle for the rest of your life! Be self-respecting and self-loving, have bottom lines and principles, be truthful and honest...you will get what you pay for! Girls must see more of the world [covering face] and don’t let material things affect their minds!

Yes, my mother-in-law. When she was young, she didn't take care of the children or do housework. She had her own salary, and we also had to pay for living expenses. Now that I'm old, I can't even turn on the TV. I curl up on the sofa and look at her so pitifully and hatefully.

There is a young girl who seems to have a weird personality; simply put: she cannot bear any "grievances"; including some "fake grievances" that she thinks are "grievances"; for example, she should do The work, the materials that should be handed in, and the tasks that should be completed are either procrastinated or not done well, and often need to be reworked. When being urged or corrected, they feel "wronged" or "bullied"; they often lose their temper and complain. Don't fight for things that should be fought for; fight for things that shouldn't be fought for. Everything is someone else's fault; I often have quarrels and frictions with colleagues and leaders. "Quit!" has become a popular saying, and I don't know who I am threatening. She also spends a lot of energy on opening online stores and the like. She takes out her mobile phone at work and is often keen on selling products to her colleagues. If her mind is not on work, who among her colleagues would be willing to accept her promotions? She often talks about a certain classmate or friend of hers, how much money she makes, what kind of luxury car she drives, etc.

Everyone has a different personality, family, and growth experience; their concepts, attitudes, and ideas are different when it comes to how they deal with the world; Society is a big school; there are many things,

Reflection A moment is necessary.

The neighbor drinks alcohol and "eats for food" and beats and scolds his wife for not working. The wife is impatient and runs away with her children. What he did afterwards was particularly hateful and pitiful.

Before the neighbor got married, he was like a mosquito to blood when he saw wine. To him, wine was more important than rice and water. If I don’t drink it three times a day, I’ll be scratching my head and feeling uncomfortable.

Finally, he coaxed and deceived and got his wife. I feel like I have no worries anymore, my love for wine has gone up a notch, and I drink more. Sometimes in the morning and at noon, when I drink too much, I go to bed.

Most of the work in the fields is done by wives, and there are some heavy tasks that women cannot do. As time went by, his wife persuaded him to drink less and do some work. What he said to his wife would be heard in one ear or out of the other.

One day after my wife finished lunch, she saw that the weather was not good, and it looked like there was a thunderstorm. I told my husband, who was still drinking, "Stop drinking, eat something quickly, and come with me to collect the wheat from the sun. It's going to rain, so I'll walk first."

Walking to the big At the door, I could vaguely hear the sound of thunder in the distance, so I raised my voice and said, "Stop drinking, eat something quickly! Let's go! It's really raining."

This time the neighbor agreed happily and said "You go first, and you'll be here later." When he saw his wife going out, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and looked at it. He drank less than half a kilo.

He poured half a cup into the cup and looked at the bottle again to confirm that there was only half a catty left, then he closed the lid and put it aside. He would drink half a catty every day at noon, and nothing less would do.

After a while, there were more and more black clouds in the sky, and the thunder became louder and louder. His wife swept the wheat into piles by herself and put them into bags. My clothes were soaked with sweat, and I was out of breath from exhaustion.

She looked up from time to time to see if her husband was here. At this time, a big lightning flash just passed, followed by a bigger thunder, and then a downpour of rain came. In an instant, there was water on the ground, and several piles of wheat were collected and washed away by the rain.

His wife, alone in the rain, stacked nearly 20 generations of wheat together and covered them with plastic sheets. After returning home, the person seems to be wearing clothes and just crawled out of the reservoir.

When I saw my husband, he was still lying on the kang, fast asleep. My wife was so angry that her teeth ached, so she didn’t call him. She packed her things and returned to her parents’ house after the rain stopped. She thought that she would not be able to forgive him this time and would have to divorce him.

It turns out that there were two occasions last year when the neighbors would sleep after drinking, regardless of whether they were working or not. My wife won't listen to the slightest words, but if the harsh words are severe, she will curse and even hit her.

Wife, seeing how poor the family is, he just drinks with a few dollars, has no hope, and has lost confidence in life. I took the child back to her parents' home and stayed there for more than a month.

The neighbors waited here and there, but did not see my wife coming home. I asked a cadre from the brigade to come forward as a guarantor, and my neighbor wrote a letter of guarantee to my wife, saying that I would not get into trouble by drinking in the future, and I almost didn't kneel down in front of my wife.

Only then did his wife forgive him. This time it was only half a year since the last time. A few days later, the neighbor tried to use the same method as last time to call his wife back. But this time the brigade cadres didn't want to go. People talk about neighbors and don't keep their words. It's not a man's business.

Later, they divorced and the children were awarded to the wife. In this way, the neighbors can be free and unrestrained, drinking from morning to night. I drank it again the next day, and the grass in the ground grew better than wheat.

The next year, I contracted the land to others for 800 yuan per mu, and lived a life of debauchery for a few days. After a few days, he ran out of money, so he borrowed money. Later, shops in the village stopped giving credit to him because he never paid back.

Sometimes we only eat one meal a day, and life becomes more and more difficult. A man in his 40s can still be poor without just eating and drinking. Everyone in the village said that he was hateful and pitiful.

My neighbor’s brother turned out to be an officer in the army. He transferred to work in a big city and did not go home once for many years.

One time when I went home during the Spring Festival, I saw my younger brother's plight and tried to persuade him nicely:

"Brother, you should drink less in the future. Your health is important. Our parents left early, and I can't be here." I'm taking care of you. If you continue to drink like this every day and don't work, can I rest assured?"

The neighbor quickly said as if he was swearing: "Brother, don't worry, I will drink less in the future. You said so." I remembered it all. "

His brother bought him 8 sheep, including 4 ewes, and let him go out to graze them every day.

In this way, there will be income every year, which is more than enough for one person to live on. When his brother left, he left some money for him. When he left, he repeatedly asked him to feed the sheep well so that his life would be better.

Within a few days, Mingju completely forgot all about his brother’s instructions. With money in hand, the wine and cigarettes he drinks are high-end, and he also buys roasted meat to eat every day. I didn't go out to graze the sheep for several days, and the sheep screamed miserably because of hunger. Then I reluctantly went out to cut some grass for the sheep to eat.

After a few days, all the money in my hand was spent, and I started thinking about sheep. Sell ??only one today and another the day after tomorrow. Within three years, only sheep dung was left in the sheep pen and all were sold.

One day, one of the neighbor’s drinking buddies hadn’t seen the neighbor for several days. I quickly went to his house. The door was not closed. When I went inside, I saw that the neighbor hadn't gotten up yet. He lay motionless on the kang and refused to answer his calls.

I pushed it with my hand and was shocked. It was so cold that it became hard. I don’t know when the person left. He is 48 years old.

The neighbor’s brother went home to deal with his funeral affairs. The neighbors all told him how they behaved after he left. When you are rich, you drink to death, but you still die from alcohol. It is really pitiful.

His brother said with regret: "What a hateful and pitiful brother, how can I explain it to my parents in the future! I often tell you that drinking alcohol is not good for your health, why don't you Listen? "