Zhang Xin ended the live stream call in the courtyard and pushed open the door to his home.
He planned to take a shower and get a good night's sleep, setting his alarm for 7:30 in the morning.
After getting that sorted, he messaged his boss to ask for a day off.
Zhang Xin was jolted awake by his alarm. After getting out of bed, he ate some leftovers to quiet his stomach and went to find his mother, who had already left for her morning square dancing. He stood to the side, listening to the energetic music. As he watched the middle-aged and elderly folks dance with passionate enthusiasm, he felt like a wooden dummy.
Mrs. Zhang spotted her son, who was still standing in the same spot after she'd gone through two dance routines.
She could only sigh and step out of the dance line. "Son, what are you doing here? Are you supervising me? I promise I'm not looking for some old man! You can rest assured!"
