young man withdrawing money to buy a house

[Shuixiang Xiansi] Maybe as I get older, I have experienced many twists and turns in life, and gradually become less talk about private life and feelings. Sometimes I look back at my previous diary inadvertently, which is both cordial and unfamiliar, as if to pay tribute to a lost original intention. Indeed, it's not bad to sell sensibility or get some writing every once in a while. The following was written shortly after my study abroad, recording an interesting conversation in the middle of the trip. That day, I was wandering in Spain alone, boarding at the home of a young man in Madrid.

Early in the morning, the Spanish boy took me around Madrid, chatting along the way. Before passing the sneaker shop, he said that his dream was to work for Real Madrid, but it was extremely difficult to achieve. I said, it doesn't matter, the dream should be like this. Men, they can't help but talk about topics such as dreams, home ownership, and future. He is going to buy a house in Madrid. And his home purchase plan is the simplest I have ever heard: ask parents to withdraw money.

The night before, I told Spanish boy that it is not normal in Chinese society to go abroad after graduation like me. In my hometown, parents would expect their children to find a stable job after graduation and pay more for the family. The Spanish boy looked puzzled, as if he didn't know what to use. I explained that my parents gave birth to me, raised me, and offered books to teach, so we thought that after the children graduated, it was time to repay their parents, and we would take out a portion of the food every month to support them. For parents like me who have no income to support their parents, most Chinese children would be ashamed. I asked him again, do you not pay for your family, and how will your parents make a living after they retire? He said it was from savings, and they never paid for it. Like he said, if he wants to buy a house, it is impossible to buy it by himself, and his parents will pay for him. He asked me when I would pay for my household, and I replied that I would pay for my entire life, and he replied with a dirty word.

Passing the dance hall along the way, he also introduced me to which club in Madrid he frequents, and chatted about his sex life along the way. Ouch, people in this regard are a century precocious. Finally he went into the shoe store to buy new shoes for the graduation ceremony. I took a photo and passed it to my father, thanked the clerk, and left the store. "My father will buy it for me," he said.

My God, the Spanish ham buns are so delicious!