"How old are you, young man? What do you do? How long have you known Xiaoqian?" Fat Aunt looked at Yu Minglang with a gleam in her eyes. This information would indeed provide great fodder for conversation.
Yu Minglang responded with a smile. Chen Xiaoqian, noticing his intention to continue the conversation, pushed him along, "Go check if the water on the stove has boiled yet."
After Yu Minglang was sent away, Fat Aunt was left with Xiaoqian's serious face. Unable to continue their conversation, she flicked off disheartened.
Xiaoqian entered the kitchen to find Yu Minglang, who was sneaking around eating the buns he brought. Xiaoqian slapped him without warning, causing him to almost choke.
"What's the big deal? We still have lots of buns."
"Who said anything about the buns? Do you know who she is? Are you close to her?"
"Xiao Mei, aren't you getting jealous of nothing?"
"Get lost! She's the most gossiping old lady in our street! Why did you talk so much to her?"
