After her husband died, she raised her four children by herself. Although she runs a shop in a poor neighborhood in the city, it comes with living space and she owns the real estate. And all of her children are now grown. Just as she starts believing that her life turned out pretty well, she comes under intense stress from her children. The trouble started with the shop she owned. It was also her home and she was mighty proud that she owned it. In spring, the flowers in the courtyard would bloom wonderfully. There was a tree in the courtyard where her kids would measure their height as they grew. It was more than a house to her. It was a badge and metaphor of her success. But to her kids, the house represented a tidy inheritance for each of them once it was sold.
