You're Not Barbecuing Anymore? Then I'll Do It Myself
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
The stall owner, Brother Fatty, sat on the ground and broke down.
When everyone heard Brother Fatty's words, surprise appeared on their faces.
"What?"
"Your son scored 30 marks?"
"He only scored 30 marks. Is he a bad student?"
"How did he do it? Shouldn't he get higher even if he had anyhow guessed?"
"…"
There was an uproar. It turned out that this Brother Fatty's son had only scored 30 marks in the exam. When he heard the news, he was shocked.
Why did he set up a barbecue stall so late at night? He got up at five or six o'clock every day to buy groceries and prepare. At night, he even spent the entire night with his barbecue stall. Why?