"This kind of thing must have others' consent, right? I'll tell you after I've discussed it with her."
"Right, we must fully respect the girl's opinion." Dubian Zhi seriously nodded.
"Understood."
After dinner, mother and son walked back home.
The next morning, as soon as Dubian Che woke up, his mother was already mixing a vegetable salad, and a pot of soup was simmering beside her.
"So early?"
"Going for a run."
Dubian Zhi exclaimed in surprise and looked at Dubian Che doubtfully.
Dubian Che ignored her and said, "I'll be back in twenty minutes," before putting on his shoes and heading out.
"Remember to buy two cartons of milk!" his mother called after him.
After breakfast, Dubian Che repeated the time of the meeting once again before grabbing his backpack, yawning, and heading out.
In the afternoon, he had to take his mother home, so he probably wouldn't participate in the club activities at school and therefore didn't bring the oboe.
