Lived with my mother for more than a month, my mother had nothing to do to pick up waste, what she wanted, what beans, noodles, rice, bean bags, she took home to eat, at the beginning, I always said she, and then I saw that the things she picked up were good, sometimes I picked up a pocket of flat fruit, that is, the bar point, people threw it, some things are not bad, living in the countryside, I have never seen such a throwing thing, I am rare and strange, or their conditions are too good, or more money, the days are really incomparable, ah,