111: Family dinner; three months later

“So,” Mother Lin started, a gentle ring in her voice as she set her chopsticks down and looked at her children. “Was the food to your liking?“ She smiled at them. “I helped auntie cook today.“

Lin QingLan — who'd leaned back on her chair, satisfied — sprung forward, hands folded on the table she glanced at her empty plate and then looked at her mother. “I loved it,” she grinned slightly. “Mom's cooking is still as good as ever!“

Mother Lin's face lit up, covering her lips, she let out a laugh and shook her head. “It's been a long time since I've cooked for us.“

“And longer since we've had time to have a meal together.“ Father Lin added with a nod as he glanced at his wife.

Lin ZhiHuang dabbed his lips as he spoke, satisfaction apparent in his voice. “Yes, the past few months have been...“ He trailed off glancing towards his younger brother.