At the age of 29, Zhou Zhiwei was unemployed and lovelorn, and could only drag his luggage back to his mother's house in the old city.
She always thought that her mother just had no education.
Until she discovered that her mother couldn't even read the work notices sent from the canteen, and even her own name was written crookedly.
To keep her job, the 53-year-old mother signed up for community evening classes.
The first word she wanted to learn was not "work" or "salary", but her own name.
Zhou Zhiwei accompanied her mother to one night class after another, and then she gradually understood: It turned out that the woman who only said "you have to have a good life" her whole life also had dreams that she could not fulfill.
And she herself should learn not to leave her life to others because of fear of failure.
