Parents Who Raised Their Sons Frugally Regretted It

On my thirtieth birthday, I received a "special" gift. It wasn't a birthday cake or a congratulatory text. It was my parents showing up outside my office with my younger sister. My name is Fang Zhuo, and I'm vice president of Xinghai Group, where I manage more than three thousand employees. At twenty-eight, I left the suffocating home I'd grown up in, and I hadn't been back in two years. I never expected them to come looking for me. My sister Fang Tingting stood at the front, decked out in designer labels, an Hermès bag in her hand and that smug expression I knew so well on her face. My mother, Li Xiufang, wore a new cashmere coat, but there was something in her eyes...