At night.
It was already 8 by the time he arrived home.
He had returned to Caishikou this time, to his parents' place.
The moment he opened the door, he saw Mom applying a face mask in her pajamas. She looked creepy and nearly gave Zhang Ye a fright. Dad was watching TV in the living room.
"Dad, Mom." Zhang Ye greeted.
"Son, you're back? Why are you so late today?" Mom kicked a pair of slippers towards him.
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Hai, I went to eat dinner with some of my colleagues. Have both of you eaten?"
Mom said, "We ate a long time ago. Son, how was your class today? Was it ideal? Those people from the literary world didn't cause you any trouble, right?"
Zhang Ye changed his footwear. "Hur Hur, you didn't watch the video of my open lecture?"
Mom said, "I wouldn't understand anyway. Your Dad watched it and said it was pretty good."
