"Huo Ci, this is a pickled duck egg from my home. It was marinated by my ancestors. Try it and see if it tastes good. When are you leaving? I'll send you some more later. You'll definitely not get this taste in the city!"
"Ci, you don't know this, but we were born the same year. Why do you look so young? You look younger than my son."
"What are you talking about? Huo Ci looks like your son? Get out. It's my turn. Ci, these are sausage ribs from my home. They're not valuable, but I'll get angry if you don't accept them!"
"Ci, when are you filming a new drama? My hair has turned white. Wasn't your new movie released last year? I even asked my son to take me to the cinema. It was really nice."
