"Hm, back already?" Ding's father nodded and glanced at Ding Jinshi, who came empty-handed, feeling secretly displeased. He thought this daughter-in-law didn't know how to behave. Even though she was now part of the family, it was, after all, her first time visiting her in-laws after marriage, yet she came empty-handed.
"Busy with work?" Ding's mother got up from the sofa and asked, "Ding Long, didn't I tell you to bring your wife back earlier? It's already 6:30, by the time dinner is ready, it will be 8 o'clock."
Ding Long was startled, "Mom, you didn't cook? If you didn't plan to cook, why did you ask us to come home for dinner? If you hadn't planned to, you should have told us earlier; we could have just made a reservation and eaten out."
