"When did you get back? Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet."
"You didn't even say a word when you got back. I'll go cook something then." Mother Pei said, putting down her bag and hanging up her coat before hurrying off to the kitchen, mumbling about what food was left in the house.
"Mom, make less, there's some meat I brought back in the kitchen—a stir-fried dish will do," Jinye said from the sofa, poking his head out.
"Got it."
Carrying his coat, Father Pei sat down and grumbled, "I really don't know what's wrong with the traffic department, always closing the roads."
"What happened?" Jinye asked, puzzled.
"Looks like some mess happened again, no idea what those law enforcement agencies in Da Peng City do? They go after criminals every day, but I've never seen them catch anyone…" Father Pei muttered.
Jinye cleared his throat.
...
Night fell.
Gloomy clouds enveloped the last traces of moonlight.
Unknowingly, a light rain began to fall from the sky.
