"Ah Qing, why are you still sleeping in? Didn't you say you were visiting Aunt Lin?"
At exactly nine thirty-four in the morning, Yu Zhenghong came home carrying some treasured tea leaves and gift cakes, only to find Ah Qing still in her room, sleeping like a log.
But with Yu Zhenghong's call, Ah Qing sprang out of bed like a carp leaping from water, full of terror, and punched the air in front of her with vicious force, her loose pajama sleeves flapping with the movement: "I'm a farmer, not a nurse from some scam hospital!"
"???
Yu Zhenghong was puzzled and looked at the springing Ah Qing, momentarily unsure of what to say.
Slowly waking up, Ah Qing came out of her nightmare, looked awkwardly at her father.
"Well... I watched a horror movie last night and couldn't sleep. I just dreamed I got kidnapped by a bad guy."
