The story began when I was a child

I was born as a son of a poor family.

Even for eating, we often got lack of food

Whenever the time for eating, mother often gave me her portion of rice

While she was removing her rice into my bowl, she would say “Eat this rice, son

I’m not hungry”.

That was Mother’s First Lie.

When I was getting to grow up, the persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house, she hoped that from the fishes she got, she could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth.

After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, which raised my appetite

While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish, which was still on the bone of the fish I ate.