"What kind of job is it? Yesterday, I overheard that officer with the last name Wei mention something about... you taking some sort of exam?"
Upon hearing the name Wei Zheng, Fang Cheng knew the other party, to bridge the gap, had more or less disclosed some information to his mother.
No wonder on the drive home yesterday, his mother and grandfather seemed a bit off, speaking and acting with extra caution, afraid that any word might touch a nerve.
It wasn't until today, when the atmosphere at home had eased, that his mother finally found an opportunity to test the waters.
Fang Cheng understood and didn't completely hide it. He nodded in line with his mother's words.
"Yeah, sort of."
He hung the dried clothes on the bamboo pole, carefully choosing his words:
