Jenny was a bright-eyed,pretty five-year-old girl .   One day when she and her mother were checking out at the grocery store, Jenny saw a plastic pearl necklace priced at $2.50. How she wanted that necklace, and when she asked her mother if she would buy it for her, her mother said, "Well, it is a pretty necklace, but it costs an awful lot of money. I'll tell you what. I'll buy you the necklace, and when we get home we can make up a list of chores that you can do to pay for the necklace.     And don't forget that for your birthday Grandma just might give you a whole dollar bill, too. Okay?" Jenny agreed, and her mother bought the pearl necklace for her.

Jenny worked on her chores very hard every day, and sure enough, her grandma gave her a brand-new dollar bill for her birthday. Soon Jenny had paid off the pearls How Jenny loved those pearls. She wore them everywhere to kindergarten, bed and when she went out with her mother to run errands .     The only time she didn't wear them was in the shower. Her mother had told her that they would turn her neck green!

Jenny had a very loving daddy. When Jenny went to bed, he would get up from his favorite chair every night and read Jenny her favorite story.

One night when he finished the story, he said, "Jenny, do you love me?"

"Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love you," the little girl said.

"Well, then, give me your pearls."

"Oh! Daddy, not my pearls!" Jenny refused. "But you can have Rosy, my favorite doll. Remember     her? You gave her to me last year for my birthday. And you can have her tea party outfit too. Okay?"

"Oh no, darling, that's okay."Her father brushed her cheek with a kiss. "Good night, little one."

A week later, her father once again asked Jenny after her story.

Several days later, when Jenny’s father came in to read her a story as usual,she was surprised to find

That night, I quarreled with my mother, then stormed out of the house. While on the road, I remembered that I did not have any money in my pocket, I did not even take my cell phone with me to make a call home. At the same time, when I wept through a noodle shop. picking up the sweet fragrance, I suddenly felt very hungry. I wished for a bowl of noodles, but I had no money!

The seller saw me standing before the counter and asked, “Hey, little girl, you want to eat a bow!?”

“But. . . but I do not carry money. ”I shyly replied.

“Okay, I’ll treat you.” The seller said, “come in, I will cook you a bowl.”

A few minutes later the owner brought me a steaming bowl of noodles. After eating some pieces, I cried.

“What is it?” He asked.

“Nothing. I am just touched by your kindness!” I said as I wiped my tears. “Even a stranger on the street gives me a bowl of noodles, and my mother, after a quarrel, chased me out of the house. She is sure!”

The seller sighed, “Girl, why did you think so? Think again. I only gave you a bowl of noodles and you felt that way. Your mother has been taking care of you since you were little, why were you not grateful and why did you hurt your mom?”

I was really surprised after hearing that.

Why did I not think of that? A bowl of noodles from a stranger made me feel indebted, and my mother has raised me since I was little and I have never felt so, not even a little.

On the way home, I thought in my head what I would say to my mother when I arrived home: “Mom, I’m sorry. I know it is my fault, please forgive me. . .”

Once up the steps, I saw my mother sitting at the dinner table, worried and tired.

In life it’s sometimes easy for us to appreciate the small actions of some strangers around us.