“You little glutton! Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face…” Pleased by her son’s praise, Lin Feng’s mother patted his shoulder and, no longer intent on entering, turned around cheerfully to prepare breakfast in the kitchen. Lin Feng stuck out his tongue and quickly slipped away to wash up. Seeing that the clothes he had thrown into the basin last night were gone, he felt a wave of gratitude for his mother’s care. After freshening up, he eagerly came out, “Mom, what’s for breakfast? I’m starving!”
Uh… Why was his mother looking at him so oddly? Did he put his clothes on inside out? He checked himself; everything seemed normal. “Mom, what’s wrong? Have I gotten even more handsome?” This was just his usual playful banter, but unexpectedly, his mother nodded vigorously, almost neurotically.
“Lin Lin, did you just get a haircut?” “Ah? No, why do you ask?” Lin Feng thought it was strange; he had already fixed his “thunderbolt” hairstyle from last night. Why would his mother ask such a bizarre question?
“Hehe, it’s nothing, nothing. Our Lin Lin is growing up, becoming quite the handsome young man! Come on, don’t just stand there, sit down, sit down. Today, Mom specially made you shrimp and minced meat porridge, along with milk pudding, fresh meat dumplings, spring rolls with scallions, and ham omelets…” The table was laden with a feast, with seemingly more dishes yet to be brought out. Lin Feng exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide enough to fit three salted duck eggs: Mom, oh, Mom, making so many dishes at once, isn’t this a bit too much? Can I even eat all of this? But no words could express his feelings now, only gratitude. Dear Mom, your son will strive to do better and won’t let you and Dad work so hard anymore. In a couple of days, when things calm down, I’ll take out some of the money. Dad should stop working out there and come back to enjoy some peace. Your son will definitely make sure you live a happy, worry-free life. Don’t worry, I’ll work hard to earn a lot of money to bring back.
