Mother Wang earnestly advised Wang Honghui, "Son, if this really works out, you'd better be sharp in the future. You need to see the work that needs doing, not just do whatever the boss says…"
As the saying goes, "a mother knows her child best." Wang Honghui was a simple-minded man who couldn't adapt quickly. Nowadays, bosses liked to hear sweet words and favored those who were apt at handling matters.
Wang Honghui had been scorned many times both behind his back and to his face for his lack of eloquence.
"Mom, I'll definitely do well. As soon as I get my salary, we'll move to a new place right away."
Wang Honghui could see the sky when he looked up; they were so poor they couldn't afford roof tiles to cover the holes.
Fortunately, it wasn't cold yet, and the big hole made the nights quite cool, but once winter arrived, he feared his mother wouldn't be able to withstand it.
