My parents came to Hong Kong from Guangzhou in 1952. They toiled day after day to make ends meet, and none of us in the family had any complaints. Today, I have become a working mom myself. I have to cook and finish other household chores after work every day, but it seems my children never appreciate what I do nor give a helping hand. It is my fault. I have always been too kind to them and doted on them. It is too late to undo the damage.
