Li Wen rubbed his still-sleepy eyes and pushed open his bedroom door. A rich, tempting aroma of food immediately rushed into his nostrils.
"Xiaowen, you're up just in time. Come try the shrimp dumplings Dad made." Li Wen's father, wearing an apron, poked his head out of the kitchen with a broad smile.
"Mom made your favorite yam and pork rib congee. Sit down and eat while it's hot." His mother had already set several delicate bowls and plates on the table.
Ever since Li Wen had given his parents several hundred thousand from his A-level contract bonus—a sum that could change the fate of any ordinary person—the couple had followed his arrangements and quit the jobs they had toiled at for half their lives.
