A little later, Lin Mubai was cooking in the kitchen, tangled up with a call from his mom: "Mom, is something up?"
"You rascal, can't I call just because there's nothing wrong? You really have a wife now and don't need me anymore."
"Don't say that, Mom." Lin Mubai knew deep down that the real point was yet to come.
"Humph, as if you wouldn't dare. Has Nannan come home? When are you both coming back?" What a troublesome son, getting married and still keeping it a secret from the family; even the in-laws aren't happy.
Lin Mubai knew he was in the wrong. Although it wasn't his idea, he couldn't just blame it on his wife, so he took all the responsibility upon himself: "Mom, I'm sorry, we got married and didn't tell you. I really messed up. I'll accompany An Nan to visit her mother tomorrow, and we'll be back for dinner the day after."
"Alright, alright. But isn't Nannan's mom no longer with us?"
"Yes, the grave is in B City."
