The unspoken message was that Tan You shouldn't drive him away; he would pull his own weight. Tan You didn't dislike him. 'After all, those heavy emotions belonged to the original owner. What do they have to do with me?'
So Tan You said, half-jokingly, "That's why you need to eat until you're full. How can you have any energy to work if you don't?"
"Our family may be poor, but we're not at a dead end yet. We'll find a way."
Daya said softly, "Mom..."
The word "Mom" gave Tan You a headache. She looked up at the children. "Don't worry. Our family has been through a major upheaval, but it's because of these events that our mindset has to change."
The children looked like they only half-understood. Tan You sighed. The eldest, Daya, was only seven, and An Wen was just six. The other two, Erya and Sanya, were five and three. They were all still at a muddled, innocent age.
