That evening, when it was just the two of them, Wang Chunlan asked Xiao Yang, "Is that what you really think?"
Xiao Yang lay down, one arm resting on his forehead. "Everyone knows Beijing City is great, of course I know that too," he sighed. "My third uncle is capable, but we can't imagine the hardships he's gone through. Besides, my big brother is already gone. This house we're living in was built with the money he earned. Half of the good life we have now is thanks to him. But without our third uncle, my brother might have ended up just like us, still stuck in the countryside. A person can't be too greedy or rely on others for everything. I know my own limits. I'm not as capable as my big brother was. I can only do what I'm good at, like farming. And now that I have you and our daughter, there's even less reason for me to go."
He then turned to look at Wang Chunlan. "Do you think I lack ambition?"
