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Looking back now, that experience seems a little ridiculous. What kind of idiot was I? My own life was not going as well as it should be, but I still wanted to help others. In the end, it was just wishful thinking.

I chose my parents' hometown as my place of stay. This is a city that is not well developed. I rented a small yard to live in. Over the years, I have worked in various part-time jobs and secretly learned the skills of making breakfast. The cost of living in a small county town is not high. I get up early to set up a stall to sell breakfast. As long as I am willing to work hard, life is not bad. Soon, I became familiar with the uncles and aunts who also set up stalls around me.

They were all surprised at my hardworking spirit as a young man.