She was a single mother, raising a 5-year-old son by herself. She was often worried about her son growing without a father to care.
One day, she went away on business, leaving the child alone. She worried about the child all the way, not knowing if he had eaten. But her son always told her not to worry.
She went home after she finished her work. When she got home, the child was asleep. She was very tired. She was about to sleep when she was surprised to find an overturned(翻倒的)bowl of noodles under the quilt. She hit her sleeping son angrily, "Why are you so careless, making the quilt dirty? Who will wash it?" It was the first time that she had hit her son after her husband's death.
"Sorry, but..." the child explained with tears in his eyes, "This is your supper, Mom." In order to let his mother eat the dinner as soon as she got home, the child prepared two bowls of noodles: one for himself, the other for his mother. He was afraid that his mother's noodles would get cold, so he put them under the quilt.
Hearing this, the mother hugged her son tightly without saying a word.
