I hate Mommy! I hate Chinese New Year!
I never get new toys, and all my red pockets are always confiscated. I have nowhere to play, and I have to go to work with Mommy who is a security guard.
The building is always bustling with people during this time of year, and Mommy is always sooo busy running in and out. She is constantly patrolling up and down the building, and even had to chase after thieves the other day.
Oh, why must the work of a security guard be so difficult??
During Chinese New Year when many people get time off to celebrate, lower-middle class folks who often hold front-line jobs—like this little boy's mother—still has to work. These families often don't have the luxury to buy new toys for their kids either.
Set against the backdrop of Chinese New Year in Hong Kong, this book illustrates the day-to-day details of high-rise urban life of Hong Kong, while highlighting the excesses in our lives. Material things provide us short-term joys, but human connection—in this case, between a mother and son—is what brings us long-term happiness.