Can a family with a hard life still be able to raise their children richly?

Raising children is hard work and has nothing to do with wealth. Tongtong is my sister’s daughter and is in fourth grade. This is a card made by Tongtong and sent to my mailbox at midnight on my birthday. I am very touched. Without anyone reminding her, she would record the birthdays of important people. In the blink of an eye, Tongtong really grew up, active in thinking, polite, happy and free. I think the ideal child probably looks like this. My sister often said that Tongtong was a child who grew up in the guerrilla war and suffered a lot. Tongtong\’s grandmother passed away at an early age. Since she was born, who will take care of the child has always been a headache for her family. When Tongtong was more than one year old, I went out to do errands at noon, not far from her home, and stopped by to take a look. At that time, they rented a rough house, and the nanny took care of her. I got hungry on the way, so I bought a piece of egg pancake. When I arrived at her house, I put the leftover pancake on the table. While I was chatting with the nanny, Tongtong grabbed the cake on the table and ate it fiercely. He looked so hungry. My sister always prepares lunch for her children before going to work. I looked up at the nanny, and she turned her head to the side in embarrassment, not daring to look directly at me. I guessed the reason. When I told my sister about this, she was speechless and turned away in tears. At that time, I didn’t have children, so I couldn’t understand how helpless a mother felt about her children. When Tongtong was more than two years old, he took a small stool and sat on the balcony, looking up at the sky alone. I asked: Tongtong, what are you looking at? Why is the sky blue? The blue sky is so beautiful. Not pretty. So what color do you like? I like black. I looked at her in surprise. She looked at the sky and said: Mom will come back when it gets dark. I wait for it to get dark every day. Her expression was calm, and my heart was filled with ripples. It was getting dark, and Tongtong had not yet waited for his mother. She leaned against the corner and lowered her head and said: Auntie, please call mom. Mom said she would be home in 20 minutes. 20 minutes, how long is it? Soon, it was almost like an episode of cartoons. I found toys to pass the time for her, but she couldn\’t sit still and ran over frequently and asked: Auntie, how many minutes are left now? I saw her anxious look, and I said: Tongtong misses her mother, her mother is on the way, and her mother misses you too. Tongtong nodded vigorously, tears falling heavily. Heartbreaking look. No matter how hard the waiting is, how sweet the companionship is. Mother and son cherish every minute they spend together at night. My sister often plays games with Tongtong while holding her rice bowl. No matter how tired she is when she comes home, my sister has always insisted on reading to her child before going to bed since he was eight months old. This is better than what I did. In those years, simple rooms often had an elegant literary atmosphere. If we make a choice between spirituality and materiality, when we are satisfied with food and clothing, we would say that spiritual satisfaction is more important. But we instinctively envy the children of wealthy families, thinking that their children are happier and their parenting is easier. For adults, money is a tool of freedom and it can bring many conveniences. But when it comes to parenting, its capabilities are limited. Because a child\’s spiritual growth will not be shortened because of money, it needs to be completed step by step. Even with a golden mountain at their backs, parents who are leaping ahead in their children\’s spiritual growth still have to face a spiritual ordeal. Children are creatures that are slow to material things and harsh to the soul.things. Naturally, children\’s happiness cannot be directly proportional to wealth, otherwise humans would no longer need pedagogy. A lonely princess living in a gorgeous palace is still pitiful. A child who accompanies his parents to a late-night snack stall is still full of heart. After stumbling along the way, I finally entered kindergarten at the age of three, and Tongtong’s days of guerrilla warfare began. During the winter and summer vacations, Tongtong goes to work with his mother, taking the subway during rush hour and coming back for more than three hours. Especially during the winter vacation, it is necessary to take the little person out of the warm bed early in the morning. My sister brought a small folding stool with her. Tongtong dozed off as soon as she sat down and almost fell out of the stool several times. When we arrive at the company, how can we let a three-year-old child stay for the whole day without making any noise? To start, give her a bunch of coloring books. Later, when she entered middle school, she found that she couldn\’t hold on to coloring anymore, so she was assigned to do number problems. Tongtong seemed to be born with a love for mathematics. After arriving in elementary school, I made more than a dozen sets of papers every day and became addicted to it. Now she has finished studying junior high school mathematics by herself and is a well-known seed player in the school. In fact, Tongtong is not completely without a place to go. There are many children like Tongtong, and various winter and summer nurseries are the main places to go. My sister went to the daycare class to check it out. Children of all ages were mixed together, and the environment was noisy. They basically only had to take care of food and ensure safety. It was difficult to guarantee a meaningful vacation. After soliciting Tongtong\’s opinion, we decided to take the baby to and from get off work during the winter and summer vacations. In fact, it will be much easier for adults to leave their children to child care. Counting down to this year, it has been seven years since Tongtong traveled with her mother during the winter and summer vacations. She is very satisfied that her mother is willing to take her and can keep up with her footsteps. Including company annual meetings and outings, my sister tries to keep her children with her and cherish all the time she can spend with her children. The world does not owe parents a good child. Behind every good child is the hard work of the parents. I think the most valuable thing about my sister is that no matter what harsh environment she is in, she never stops feeding her children\’s spirit. Macroscopic optimism, grassroots spirit, simplicity and unyieldingness, tenacity and contentment. The simple environment is not inconsistent with the pursuit of elegance. As long as there is a slight chance of survival, it can take root and sprout. My sister\’s company is engaged in construction projects. At the end of the year, contractors and suppliers all come to check the accounts and demand accounts. During this period, it was common for the table to be slammed and a cup to be thrown, not to mention making spitting foam and flushed faces. When Tongtong was in kindergarten, when her younger sister saw such a scene, she nervously hid Tongtong in a small conference room and asked her to cover her ears and not be afraid. In the past few years, Tongtong has grown up and has long since become calm. He sits calmly in a corner and immerses himself in the sea of ​​math problems without looking back. After the debtor left, my sister’s colleague joked: “Look, our kid has seen big events. If it were any other kid, he wouldn’t be scared to tears.” Every time Tongtong comes to my house, he takes the initiative to take care of his younger siblings, plays games with them, and knows how to be humble. Thanks to living in her mother\’s office these years, she now has a strong mathematical mind, far exceeding that of her peers. I did the questions together with her, but I couldn\’t beat her at all. It’s just that her composition is weak, so when she has the opportunity, she will sneak into my study and talk to me about how to improve her composition. She is worried about this, but she faces it and solves it very rationally. She can chat with adults maturely, andIt\’s wonderful to be able to play house with my cute little sister. Looking at this well-educated girl, I think of the little baby who was starved by the nanny, the tearful little girl waiting for her mother to get off work, and the little sister squeezing the subway with her mother in the cold wind. She has really grown up. The hardest days will eventually pass, and there will always be a rainbow after the storm. Fortunately, despite the wind and rain, my wings were still intact, and I could still see the stars and the sea in my eyes, and the thousands of hills and valleys in my chest. All roads lead to Rome. Even though some people were born in Rome, those who set out still cherish that there is a road to follow. One person, one world, the goal in the heart, the starting point for standing, everyone is different, and happiness comes from this. With Rome in our hearts, even if life is already so difficult, let us be yearning for it while having something to follow, being calm and having something to do on the road to parenting.