The CEO's mother said that boys can grow up only through suffering, so she sent me to Gaza for training.
There was a war in the local area and I had an arm blown off. I applied for a 5,000 yuan air ticket from her to return to China for treatment. She was extremely angry:
"I'm usually too spoiled by you, and I can't stand any pain at all."
"Isn't it just an arm? It didn't blow you up."
"Do you think the five thousand yuan was brought by the strong wind and you just want it?"
"I've worked hard to make money, and I don't want you to lie on my body and suck my blood."
Later, with the help of the embassy, I was able to return to my country.
On the day he almost lost his life due to wound infection, my cousin posted a photo in the hospital.
"It was just a scratch, so my mother nervously chartered a flight to send me abroad for treatment. I was so touched."
The charter flight cost he posted was as high as one million.
I didn't cry or make trouble, I just commented:
"Since you like it, I'll give it to you. Who told you to have a mother but not a mother?"
