Chen Ze sat on the sofa in the living room, he suddenly felt a bit nervous. After all, he had resigned from the company, but his mother probably didn't know about it.
Moreover, Star, although a bit sharp-tongued, hadn't told his dad about it, so now Chen Ze was unsure whether to reveal his own matter.
"Mom," Chen Ze still spoke up. This thing couldn't be hidden from his parents forever, and besides, there had to be an explanation.
"What's wrong?" His mother's voice sounded as calm as ever; she was busy in the kitchen.
Chen Ze knew what his mother was busy with: she was preparing the sanpie he always had to eat whenever he came back.
Sanpie is a traditional ethnic dish, generally divided into bitter sanpie and lemon sanpie. Bitter sanpie tastes more bitter, but it is said to be good for the health, clearing heat and reducing fire.
Lemon sanpie is sour, but it fits the culinary requirements better. Chen Ze always ate lemon sanpie when he came back.
