"Why are you father and son arriving just now?"
Zheng Fang, with her arms full of bags, complained to Tan Yunlong and Tan Wenbin.
She had already been waiting a while since her long-distance bus arrived, having become quite irritated by the aggressive touts asking her if she needed a ride.
Tan Yunlong: "I arrived at your son's dormitory at noon."
Zheng Fang: "Wasn't your son in his dorm?"
"He was, and I happened to see him come out."
"Then why didn't you..."
"He went out to eat and take a walk with a girl; I waited for him to come back."
"Well, you… indeed should have waited."
Zheng Fang patted Tan Wenbin, who was busy loading the luggage into the car, and asked, "Son, what's the girl like? Tell mom about her?"
"Mom, it's not what you think, we're just friends."
"Isn't it true that lovers often start as friends?"
"Mom, what are you saying? Can't there be pure friendship between men and women?"
"Is the girl very ugly?"
