After about ten minutes, Chen Zhonghua, who had been chatting away, finally saw Chen Hai on the outskirts of the crowd, with a couple of cigarettes tucked away and carrying a box of fast food in his hand.
"Disperse, disperse, my son is back, we're knocking off early today, heading home first!"
"Anyone who wants to watch TV, you can come to my house tonight, I've got sunflower seeds, peanuts and the like all ready for everyone!"
Full of joy, Chen Zhonghua, not quite done celebrating, waved his hands at the neighbors gathered around.
Having his children achieve something was already the greatest joy for a father like him.
"Would never have guessed it, our Hai, who usually doesn't talk much, turned out to be so impressive!"
"Our kid went off to learn welding, has been at it for a year or two, and still has to ask for living expenses every month, can't compare to your Hai at all!"
"Zhonghua, congratulations to you, you've raised a good son!"
