I just visited the breakfast shop near my childhood home and ordered two
vegetable omelets. This shop has been around for as long as I can remember,
probably more than thirty or forty years. I moved away when I was in the
third grade, so the owner no longer recognizes me. His son and daughter are
now helping out in the shop. Local establishments like this are the best;
they operate out of their own homes and can be passed down through
generations. As long as the descendants are content and manage the family
business well, they'll have no worries about their livelihood and can ensure
a prosperous family.
The younger generation should not disdain these seemingly lowly breakfast or
noodle shops and instead aim for academic success, attending universities or
graduate schools, only to abandon the family’s golden goose and seek a
living in big cities. This would be a case of missing the forest for the
trees, turning themselves into mere cogs in the urban machine, ultimately
becoming part of the proletariat and risking the future of their lineage.