Sheng Bei watched him lie through his teeth and found he couldn't even argue. In all the years they’d known each other, Sheng Bei had never once seen him wear a sweater. But a sweater hand-knitted by Qin An'an was an entirely different matter. "Shiting," Sheng Bei said, "your mother called me. She said your nephew is out of the hospital and wants you to come to the old family home for dinner tonig