My father's name is Lin Qiang, nicknamed "Chengdong Mad Dog". His peak performance was when he chased seven people across three streets.
My mother's name is Su Nian, nicknamed "South Street Little Pepper". Her specialty is painting tattoos, and she paints phoenixes like fried chickens.
Other parents send their children to Mathematical Olympiad classes, but my parents want to take me to get a tattoo. Other parents help their children correct their homework, but my parents don't even know what their homework books look like.
But it was this unreliable couple who picked me up from the trash can and took me home on a winter night of minus 12 degrees Celsius.
Later, I won the gold medal in the International Machinery Competition, and the reporter asked me who I wanted to thank the most.
I said: Thank you. That night eighteen years ago, a man named Lin Qiang dug through a trash can.
My parents are the best parents in the world.
——Who said gangsters can't be top parents?
