"Dad, are you back?"
"Keep it down, either in the study or upstairs."
"Bro..."
Zhang Guoqing heard the voices of his three sons, opened the study door, looked at his tall, sturdy sons, and joked, "Where have you been causing trouble again?"
May 1st was the first to rush forward and hug him, "Oh, my old man, you're finally home."
"Have you had any nightmares while sleeping at night?"
May 1st was startled and quickly looked inside, exhaled a sigh of relief, and whispered, "Dad, we're fine. Make sure you don't give yourself away in front of Mom, otherwise, she'll worry again."
"Your mom is in the kitchen."
At these words, May 1st immediately pushed him into the study, shouting behind him, "Bro, close the door."
Watching his three sons come in, Zhang Guoqing gave them a glaring look, "You didn't even greet your mom first when you got home. In ancient times, you'd have to pay respects first."
The brothers burst into hearty laughter upon hearing this.
