"Ah, right, look at how muddled my mind is... I just asked auntie for a photo! Wouldn't it have been more direct if I asked for the name?" Lin Qiushu said, slapping her forehead.
"What? You guys talked for so long and didn't ask the name?" An Hao, busy in the kitchen, hadn't noticed this at all.
"Then we'll have to go back again and ask."
"No need. I can just call home from the guardhouse reception." After An Hao said this, she walked up and knocked on the reception's door, making a call to her house from inside.
Hearing the phone ring at home, Zhang Yun picked it up.
"What? My mother's name?" Zhang Yun slapped her forehead, "Look at us, all confused. We didn't even think of that. My mother's last name is Zhang, she is called Zhang..."
After hanging up the phone, An Hao frowned and after coming out of the reception room, she said to Lin Qiushu, "I have some not-so-good news to tell you..."
Before Lin Qiushu could ask, An Hao just bluntly said, "The names don't match!"
