A Story of a Red-light District

Two years ago, l worked in a store in Shenzhen for my uncle. My work began at ten am (or 10:00) and ended at 10 pm (or 22:00). Despite the fact l needed to stay in the store for twelve hours, l felt a little bored, because there were no more than three people who knocked on the door of my store.
My room was on the third floor of a flat surrounded by lots of low and old buildings, in a small town whose roads was meandered, which offered a good working-place for prostitutes. Prostitutes, called XiaoJie in Chinese, hung a red light, generally speaking, it was colorful lights in the corner of buildings; thus the dazzling lights in the night would get more attention from people, especially migrant workers. That’s the reason why we call it the Red-light district.
When going to the store, it was inevitable that l must pass by those districts. When l glanced at the prostitutes, who often wore mini-skirts, make-up, and had a delicate purse in their hands, they would quickly gave me a wink, and say ”Pretty boy, come here”  with very sweet voices. Faced with this situation, l always went far away as soon as possible.
One night, l came home tired. As I opened the door, l saw a woman with a boy following her, who looked like an 8-year-old. They rented a room on the first floor, which was actually below my room. l said nothing to her because it was common for people to move in and out.
Life was halcyon as usual. One night, l came back from the store and saw that woman dressed like a prostitute, standing in the corner of the building and hanging a red light. She also saw me and blushed. I felt a little embarrassed; furthermore, a man came to the corner beside that woman and stared at her with a randy expression; moreover, to my surprise, this woman asked her son to leave the room and said,”you go to the net bar for a while. Mum has something to do."

l knew immediately what she would do next as she was a prostitute.
I still don’t know the reason why she did these things when her son accompanied her. Maybe it is because she was divorced from her husband, and she lacked money and couldn’t feed her son.
I wish she has a good life now.


l hope you can revise my article. Thanks

I am not sure what you meant by the words in RED.

Generally you use sentences which are too long. For good writing style try to use shorter sentences, breaking up complex sentences into 2 or more parts. I have not done this in this correction.

Your use of the word "Mom" suggests that you have been taught American rather than English.

When talking about time, don't mix 12 hour notation with 24 hour notation. Use 10 am with 10 pm, or 10:00 with 22:00.

Your use of "furthermore" and "moreover" is understandable but would not be considered usual English.