After I was cheated by snakeheads and smuggled to the United States, I worked in a
restaurant at New York Chinatown to pay off my debts for ten years, where I met my
husband. After getting freedom back, we moved to the south and started our own
business. Our Restaurant runs 354 days a year. I may be used to being busy,
I dare not rest.
I hope that my kids will have good educations, find a well-paid job in the future, don’t
work in a restaurant, you have no time to enjoy your life. However, they still have to
come here and help me take care of the business after school. I feel sad but I need them.
