Men needed to be dealt with using fists, or they would never realize how serious the problem was.
[I'm fucking speechless. Speechless is all I can say.]
[Love-brained idiots are beyond saving. Thank you, Fu Yanci, for proving that to me again.]
[Thought Fu Dog was about to unleash his ultimate, but it was just a feint.]
[Have the guts to do it for real! Don't make us look down on you. If you're a man, go for it!]
[Brother Chi is a man too (picks nose) (picks nose). Fu Dog is still hopelessly love-brained (picks nose) (picks nose). Fu Dog wants official status (picks nose) (picks nose).]
"We'll talk during the lunch break. Let's get the actual work done first." Chi An shoved Fu Yanci away and picked up the basket and the mushrooms that had spilled out. "Don't do unrelated things during working hours."
Chi An had said two things, but Fu Yanci's attention was entirely on the first. "You're sure you'll talk to me at noon? Don't lie to me. All these viewers heard you."
"If you lie to me, I'll livestream myself sitting outside your door crying."
Chi An said, "I'm not lying. Hurry up and get to work."
Day after day, not one thing gave him any peace.
Fu Yanci and Zhou Zhichu cooked lunch together that day, each working at a stove to speed things up. Chi An and Lin Yuxuan stayed inside to tend the fires, while Gu Zijin handled the chopping as usual.
After making a few simple dishes, everyone gathered around the dining table to enjoy their break.
"Didn't Granny say she'd teach us to make bamboo hampers today?" Song Wenjing gulped down a large mouthful of water and patted his chest in discomfort.
He had eaten too fast and nearly