Li Xiaoyun and Zhao Dingli began to feel nervous.
Would Mrs. Li disagree and angrily put down her chopsticks?
"I'll get it for you now." Unexpectedly, Mrs. Li stood up and went to the bedroom.
"Mom, there's no need to rush, you can get it after we finish eating," Li Xiaoyun quickly said.
"Now that I've mentioned it, I'll just get it right away," Mrs. Li replied.
Mr. Li laughed, "Your mom is just impatient; you already know that. If she talks about doing something, she can't relax until she does it immediately."
After a while, Mrs. Li came over with the household register and placed it on the sofa next to Li Xiaoyun's bag.
Sitting back down, she said, "I put it next to your bag; after dinner, make sure to pack it up and don't forget to take it with you."
"Okay."
Zhao Dingli initially thought he would need to explain fully to Mr. and Mrs. Li, and maybe even engage in some mental maneuvers to get them to agree.
