Back home, naturally, there was another celebration, and the whole family rarely went out for a meal.
Watching the harmony in the family and seeing her son and nephew back to their "good brothers" relationship, Mrs. Ye felt very comforted.
The very next morning, Mrs. Ye woke He Tiantian up early.
Having prepared a lavish breakfast, Mrs. Ye watched her nephew eat, smiling, and kept advising, "Tian Tian, when we go to the unit, make sure to work hard, okay?"
"Listen to your supervisor's advice and get along well with your colleagues."
"But, you can't be too weak; if someone bullies us, we can't just endure it."
"Although our academic qualifications are a bit low, all of our other conditions are not bad. Not to mention, you have Uncle Feng!"
"Tian Tian, let me tell you..."
Mrs. Ye went on and on, just like mothers all over the world, endlessly worried.
Her nagging had quite the resemblance to Monk Tang reciting scriptures.
