Mrs.Yue extended her hands toward Yue Tingfeng and said, "Even if it were to be a sign of gratitude it would be more appropriate for me to go instead of you. You'll just get in the way boy!"
Upon hearing his mother's reply, Yue Tingfeng stood up and straightened up his clothes. "Isn't there an old saying about repaying one's mother's debts is the son's responsibility? You and I are both mother and son, so just let me handle this mom. Let's get going," said Yue Tingfeng confidently to his mother.
There was nothing Mrs. Yue could say but to stand in awe, speechless at her son's newfound confidence.
Her mind races off to think back at how disheveled and depressed her son looked when he entered the house earlier, and now he was leaving with so much optimism and confidence.
Mrs.Yue could not help but shake her head and chuckle at her son's transformation. "This little boy of mine…" Mrs. Yue thought out loud.
