Wait a while. Let me heat up the food for you.” His mother went into the kitchen.
His father stopped her, “Let me do it. Give the relatives a call and inform them about the news.”
His mother suddenly remembered, “Oh, yes. I nearly forgot. They are still worried.” So she went to the telephone by the sofa and made some calls, “Hello. Little Dan? I want to tell you that your brother’s home already. He’s alright…. Yes, tell your dad and mom not to worry…. Okay…..”
Seeing that, Zhang Ye also made a few calls. His friends and colleagues were definitely worried about him. They probably tried to help, too, so he should inform them of his release.
Du, du, du, click.
“Hello.” It was a child’s deep-sounding voice.
“Chenchen?” Zhang Ye blinked, “Why are you the one answering? Where’s your aunt?”