There was once a boy by the name, Chengshi, who lived with his grandfather in a village somewhere in China. The boy had lived with his grandfather all his life because his parents had died at his very young age. Chengshi’s name simply meaned honesty and you might assume that he was honest but he was quite the opposite. He would land himself into trouble almost everyday. No matter how big or small the problem was, Chengshi would simply say, “Sorry, I won’t do it again” and lenient grandfather would his poor grandson. One hot day whilst Chengshi’s grandfather was asleep in the hut, the boy had an idea; he was going to set the hut on fire and once his grandfather father awoke he was going to…