"Don't worry! Uncle Ming has done all the work for me. I don't believe my building will collapse within two years!" Yan Fei casually remarked.
The girl didn't say anything in response; they both began eating. After a while, they suddenly heard a burst of laughter behind them.
Then a woman's angry voice came: "You guys are taking it too far with bullying..."
Immediately after, a young man's playful voice floated over: "Look at what you're saying, we're just goofing around, having a little fun. Is that considered bullying? Come on, lad, say 'yellow weasel' again for us..."
The girl turned around and saw on the stand where they served Hot and Spicy Soup - the place Yan Fei had just mentioned - a few young men were chuckling up a storm. Beside them, the soup stand owner's son, who was clearing up dishes, had a vacant look on his face, clearly bewildered - his previous silly grin had vanished.
