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.,Darkness cloaked the living room, the firelight flickering and illuminating Dad and Mom's faces as they stared at Gao Ming, both sporting identical smiles in the gloom.,The high official invited his parents into the house and went to get slippers, but just then he received a call from his mother.。