Pretending to Be Poor: Raising Our Son Frugally and Our Daughter Lavishly

On New Year's Eve, my parents left me home alone again so they could earn triple pay. Thinking of how they'd done this for the past twenty years, I couldn't bear to spend another lonely, cold New Year by myself, so I took some dumplings and went to find them. To my surprise, my parents, who were always saying they needed to earn more money, got out of a luxury car with a girl about my age. Laughing and chatting, they headed into a five-star hotel. "Mom, Dad, is it really okay to leave Huo Zhou home alone?" My mom replied casually, "It's fine. He's used to it." My dad said unconcernedly, "How could he compare to you? You're the one I...