My son scored 659 on the college entrance exam, but threatened to kill himself unless I sent him and his girlfriend to a Sino-foreign joint university.
To scrape together the exorbitant tuition, I worked myself to the bone. I ended up sick all over, and was diagnosed with stomach cancer.
But my son and husband turned around and welcomed the mistress and her family into our home.
When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn on the day my son's exam results came out.
I clung to my son as he threatened to jump and wailed:
"Son, forget about it!"
"We'll go to a vocational college! That's where we're going!"
