"Hehe, I also feel it's a pity, but there's no other way. After being separated from the kids, I lost interest in everything and constantly felt uneasy.
Rather than enduring the pain of us being apart, it's better for me to live with them.
When the kids grow up, I can always come back to work."
"I'm just afraid there won't be such a good opportunity in the future."
"Well, let's talk about it when the time comes. Who knows what will happen?"
"Alright, I'll stop talking about it. Let's have a meal together tomorrow; they probably don't know about it yet, right?"
"Hmm, let's go to a restaurant tomorrow night. I still have some braised pig offal at home; let's bring it along."
"Okay, will you inform them, or should I?"
"I'll do it. Let's take these few days to gather with everyone; I'm not sure when I'll be back."
"You must write to us when you leave, or better yet, call us.
