when puzuo was 15 years old, his father, who was an assistant to the Sicilian governor, fell ill and died. After burying my father, my mother took him and two sisters to my uncle who lived in Rome. His family has little savings, and his uncle's family is not rich. After settling down their family of four, there is no spare capacity for him to study, so he has to work as a waiter in a hotel to earn money to support his family.

after three years, he has grown into a tall and handsome young man.

When he came home one night, he told his mother that he would never work as a waiter again. Her mother asked him why, and he told her what happened in the hotel: he accidentally spilled soup on a customer while serving soup to him. Not only was he scolded, but the man also slapped him in the face. The foreman also reprimanded him, warning him to leave if he made such a mistake again. He said that he would never go to the hotel again and would never be insulted by them again.

after hearing this, mother said to him sternly, "you should get a slap in the face for saying this!" " He was stunned. I didn't expect his mother not to sympathize with him, but to scold him. He was about to cry.

Mother went on to say, "You only think about yourself. Have you ever thought about customers? He may be ruined by you because of that good dress. Can you not be angry? If you were a qualified waiter, this wouldn't happen. This happened because you never thought about being a good waiter or being an excellent waiter! "

Seeing his sad appearance, his mother softened her voice and said, "Son, as a waiter, you should be happy to see the guests leave in a good mood after enjoying your service, and you should enjoy the glory of your profession. Children, do it well, as long as you always think that waiters are also glorious occupations, you will be honored! "

Mother's words didn't eliminate the grievances in Puzuo's heart, but he still went to work in the hotel because his mother didn't agree to his resignation from the hotel. He is doing it, but he is very unhappy. He felt that his mother's words were like talking nonsense to children. Who would be honored to be a waiter?

One afternoon, Puzuo was busy. When he looked up, his mother came. He was just about to say hello when his mother put her forefinger in front of her mouth to signal him not to be silent, then sat down as if she didn't know him, and whispered to him to treat her like others. Mother also ordered food and drinks like a customer. He served his mother, but he was so flustered and clumsy that he knocked over the glass on the table during the last course.

Mother stared at him and whispered, "Do you feel ashamed to be a waiter? I think you look like a thief. It's just the most humiliating thing for you to do. Do you know? " With that, she waved her hand, spilled all the wine in the cup on his face and turned away. Puzuo stood there, his heart trembled and tears flowed down.

After coming home at night, his mother hugged him and said, "I'm sorry, son. I apologize for what my mother did during the day."

his mother then said to him, "son, you should cherish your career. You can't feel inferior. You should feel like a king in your heart ..."

He smiled and said to his mother, "But I'm just a waiter ..."

His mother said, "Yes, you are a waiter, but if you do your best, you will become one of the waiters.

Mother patted him on the shoulder and said, "Son, from tomorrow on, will you try to do things with another attitude? "

In the eyes of his mother's expectation, Puzuo nodded and agreed.

After that, Puzo's working attitude changed. Slowly, people welcomed him, and many people who came to the hotel asked him to serve by name. Even when he is walking in the street, someone will greet him warmly. He feels that all of Rome knows his name.

One day, Puzuo was busy and skillfully entertaining customers. His mother came in, holding a big bouquet of fragrant flowers in her hand, and handed it to her son. She said with a big smile, "Congratulations on your 21th birthday, son. You really became a king today!"

Later, Puzo founded Kailaiwan Hotel, and he really became the king of Rome's catering industry.

At the opening ceremony of the hotel, Puzuo humorously said to his white-haired but energetic mother, "If a mother wants to make her lazy and unconfident son diligent and confident, she doesn't need to do much, just throwing a glass of wine in his face."