The exchange of messages ended.
Zhang Ye showed his cellphone to his parents, “Look.”
Dad was overjoyed when he saw it, “Great! Great! Great!”
Mom was also overjoyed and couldn’t keep her mouth closed, “Hahaha, my son really does not disappoint! He’s even going to teach at Peking University! He’s really doing me proud!”
Zhang Ye was not as overjoyed as his parents were. He picked up his cellphone casually, rolled up his sleeves and continued washing the dishes, “The two of you should go rest, it’s getting late.”
Mom suddenly shouted, “Put that down!”
“Ah?” Zhang Ye looked over with his head tilted sideways and nearly lost his grip on the bowl in his hands, “What’s the matter? You gave me a scare. What do I put down?”
Mom pushed him aside and broke into a big smile. She picked up the dishes and utensils, “Mom will do this, you go and rest.”
“Don’t. I’m already half done.” Zhang Ye wanted to grab the dishes back, “You guys go rest.”
Mom did not allow that, “If I said I’ll do it, I’ll do it. Don’t argue with me. Haha, my son’s now a lecturer of Peking University. How can I make my son do the dishes!” as she washed the dishes, she hummed a Peking Opera song. Mumbling to herself, she said, “I can go boast to the neighbours again tomorrow! When my son had his hosting license revoked, that bunch of people talked behind my back about my son’s career ending? He was done for? Ha! I’ll show them who’s done for this time! My son will become a Peking University lecturer! Can they? Tomorrow, I will go and tell them why the flowers are so red!”