Li Guiru did not become full of herself just because her son made quite a bit of money, did well, and achieved something small.
She still woke up at 6 a.m. sharp, washed up, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
At 6:45 every day, she left for work, a habit she maintained for over twenty years.
Only today, just as she entered the kitchen, Lin Baici followed her in.
"Mom, why not take a day off?"
Lin Baici leaned against the doorframe: "Today, we're going to buy a house!"
"Can't we wait until the weekend?"
Li Guiru didn't want to take leave; it would cost her a deduction in salary.
"My friend, Red Medicine, and her friends are coming over soon, and we're planning to spend half a month in Hong Kong Island together, then I'll head straight to school!"
Lin Baici explained: "I won't be home for many days; I want to get this done first!"
Li Guiru remained silent, flipped the pancake in the pan to avoid burning it: "Do we really have to buy?"
