Hello, Brother Hu. I’m out…..”
“Hou Ge, is your brother with you? I am already home. Thank you for the concern.”
The rice was heated up. They were dishes probably left over from his parents’ lunch or dinner. The frugal Zhang Ye was not a picky eater. He just gobbled everything up.
“We will be sleeping first,” his father said.
“Eat by yourself. But there’s no need to wash the dishes. I will wash them tomorrow.” His mother also went into the room.
The two of them had been worrying all day, making calls and going down to the station. They were probably very tired from all of this and still had to work in the morning, so they went to bed quickly.