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The pitter-patter of falling water continued to resound.
Xiang Yi had squeezed out liquid hand soap for the third time already, but her ears were still red.
She hadn't heard the name Bunbun in a long time. She strongly opposed the nickname, so the Xiang family very seldom used it.
...She didn't think she'd hear it again from Shi Sui.
The girl who rarely experienced turbulent emotions suddenly felt the feeling of shame after its long absence.
It was only until Yan Nai had returned with two full baskets of chilies that Xiang Yi suddenly recovered.
She washed the red and green chilies and drained them before mincing them and setting it aside for later use.
She then dug out the specialty chili powder she had made a few days ago. The transparent container was red and orange, and mixed into it were several other chillies and spices. When she unscrewed the wooden cap, a strong exotic scent assailed their nostrils.
