Uncle Jia's Life Is Not Easy

"What do you do every day? Go to bed so late every day." Mrs. Jia said angrily, "This and this, it's not me. I still want to... Work overtime!" Uncle Jia hesitated to explain clearly. The next morning and evening, Uncle Jia was doing odd jobs outside, and his son was in the third year of high school. He came back very late. Normally, Mrs. Jia would have gone to bed, but Uncle Jia stayed up every day. While his son was doing homework, he hid in the study room and stayed up. Mrs. Jia thought it was Uncle Jia playing games every day, but who knew that Uncle Jia was actually...