August 15th, clear skies.
Chen Cang got up early and called his parents and Qin Yue.
Amidst Chen Dahai's nagging voice, Chen Cang happily hung up the phone.
"You brat, hurry back. Poor Yueyue is so busy these days she doesn't even look like a bride. What kind of bride is this busy!"
"Your mom and I aren't good at handling many things! A lot of stuff needs her to arrange..."
...
For once, his father was the naggy one.
His mother just chuckled foolishly in the background.
It seemed like she was pleased with this sensible daughter-in-law.
Chen Cang made himself breakfast, a bowl of instant noodles with two eggs.
While looking for ham, he suddenly noticed many sticky notes on the fridge.
"The dumplings in the freezer were made by me, just boil them when you're ready to eat."
"Milk: Expires on August 20th, be sure not to drink it past that."
"The luncheon meat is ready to eat, already sliced."
"I've reorganized the fridge, just replace a slice of lemon..."
