Where There Was a Soft Mother, There Was a Useless Son
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"What a fantastic trip!" said Tian Yuantu in the car.
He thought the trip was more meaningful than signing a multi-million dollar contract, especially when he saw how the kids were so happy. The satisfaction he gained through charity and business was totally different.
"Shall we come back in the future?" said Tian Yuantu.
"Sure," said Wei Hai.
He was looking at the photos of students on his phone. The students in the photos were wearing new clothes. They all had bright smiles on their faces.
What lovely kids!
. . .
Meanwhile, somewhere in Qi province, a skinny young man was kneeling on the ground. His body was shaking. There was a red handprint on his face.
Two people were standing next to him. One was holding a rolling pin. His face turned red due to agitation. The other one was holding the young man's hand. They were the young man's parents.
"You, you! How did you become a drug addict?" asked the young man's father.