"Mum?" Manman asked anxiously.
"It's just that I added a bit too much MSG," Mrs. Lu said, setting down the spoon, her calm demeanor unchanged.
Manman, holding her bowl and chopsticks, looked at her mother who had just spoken and then turned to leave the room again.
Tonight was somewhat special, as Old Mr. Lu stayed over at Lu Heyan's house. He asked Lu Heyan, "Have you told Huanhuan?"
Thinking it over, Lu Heyan considered that his youngest son loved to act cute, which might be good for lightening the mood. He said, "I'll call him tomorrow, ask him to find time to come back. But this means he'll have to come home every day for a while."
"Beihang University is in the city, it's not too far. Let him come home when he can," Old Mr. Lu decided for the Lu family. "After all, she's getting on in years. If you keep this from Huanhuan now, you won't be able to make it up to him later."
