By eight o'clock, it was pitch-dark outside, and only then did Uncle Carp, like a thief, carry an unimpressive plastic bag and pull out a bunch of green onions from the trunk of his car, before happily returning home.
His wife was watching TV on the sofa. As he changed his shoes, he asked, "Is there any dinner left?"
As he spoke, he regretted internally: all these years later, why would keeping him for dinner hurt? They wouldn't refuse to pay.
This boss is really too stubborn!
However, once he finished changing his shoes, he casually stuffed the tea leaves into the fridge, intending to present the green onions as a treat!
It was then he noticed something was amiss in the atmosphere.
The moment he turned his head, he saw his wife's dark eyes fixed on him: "Oh, you remember to come home, do you? Why didn't you just enjoy yourself outside, indulging in good food and drink?"
A reflexive nerve in his brain twitched, and he instinctively became cautious and evasive:
