After the meal, the adults sat on the sofa in the living room, reminiscing about my dad. Their stories had My Mom in tears.
Not wanting to join in the weeping, I stayed in my room to practice for the civil service exams before Dad Yan came back to rest. A stable job would be better; it would allow me to support myself and put My Mom at ease. If the money wasn't enough, I could always find a part-time job.
While I was working, I got stuck on a sequence problem. I had always been afraid of these kinds of questions. After racking my brain for ages, I couldn't recall the formula, so I tucked my book under my arm and went to Elder Sister’s room to find a textbook.
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