The father, in a crisp suit, was very gentlemanly. He was tall and handsome. The mother, in a white shirt and jeans, was gentle yet capable. She praised Gao Ming's cooking skills and then threw her dirty clothes into the bathroom.,"Come, eat cake. Your dad and I got it back in the pouring rain," Mom said after washing her hands. She carefully opened the cake packaging and inserted eighteen candles on top.,On the eve of the Zhongyuan Festival, he resigned from his job as a prison mental health counselor at Hesheng Prison, preparing to pursue game design and creation full-time.。