Knock knock.
Wang Ye knocked on the door.
About eight seconds later.
His mother opened the door.
She was wearing a somewhat stained apron, looking like she was preparing dinner, and her expression seemed exceptionally surprised.
"Xiao Ye? Why didn't you tell us in advance that you were coming home? I haven't prepared any dishes!
If you had called ahead, I could have stewed some bone broth or something for you, to help you build up your strength."
"I wanted to surprise you." Wang Ye scratched his head as he spoke.
"What kind of surprise are you pulling on your parents, more like a shock... Oh, don't just stand at the door, come in! Just wear your dad's sandals."
His mother immediately brought Wang Ye into the house, then shouted towards the father on the sofa, "Old Wang, stop watching videos, hurry down to the supermarket to buy some ribs and soy sauce for your son! And you didn't buy the oyster sauce I asked you to buy last time, remember to grab it too!"
