"Uncle, do you need something?"
"Wanwan, what's with that tone? Does an uncle need a reason to call his niece? Why didn't you answer your phone yesterday? Are you avoiding your uncle, or are you ashamed of me?"
"I've been out gathering material these days; the signal is poor."
"Gathering material? What job is that? Our whole family is back from the United States, and we're heading home soon. You're at home, right?"
Lin Wanwan chuckled, "Uncle, didn't you sell the house last year because you said you'd never return to the country? There's no home here now, right?"
Lin Zhantian was momentarily stunned, then snapped angrily, "Wanwan, what do you mean by that? Selling the house to you is not letting outsiders benefit. It wouldn't have been at that price if it were sold to someone else. Besides, I'm still your uncle, shouldn't you welcome me home? Don't forget who raised you. Don't be an ungrateful wretch."
