The exchange of messages ended.
Zhang Ye showed his cellphone to his parents, “Look.”
Dad was overjoyed when he saw it, “Great! Great! Great!”
Mom was also overjoyed and couldn’t keep her mouth closed, “Hahaha, my son really does not disappoint! He’s even going to teach at Peking University! He’s really doing me proud!”
Zhang Ye was not as overjoyed as his parents were. He picked up his cellphone casually, rolled up his sleeves and continued washing the dishes, “The two of you should go rest, it’s getting late.”
Mom suddenly shouted, “Put that down!”
“Ah?” Zhang Ye looked over with his head tilted sideways and nearly lost his grip on the bowl in his hands, “What’s the matter? You gave me a scare. What do I put down?”
Mom pushed him aside and broke into a big smile. She picked up the dishes and utensils, “Mom will do this, you go and rest.”
“Don’t. I’m already half done.” Zhang Ye wanted to grab the dishes back, “You guys go rest.”