"The firewood is ready... I should start cooking first," Xia Dabao acted as if nothing had happened and suddenly stood up, but she didn't hold the spatula firmly and it dropped to the ground. She quickly picked it up and gave Long Aixi an awkward smile, "Watch the fire for me, don't burn it too much, it will char the vegetables."
Seeing that Long Aixi did not say a word, she played to her own strengths — which was to keep talking nonsense, "You see, wasn't Aunt Zhao cursing fiercely just a couple of days ago? Why has she stopped cursing now? Or is it that I slept so soundly at night that I didn't hear her?"
"These last couple of days she indeed hasn't cursed, maybe Uncle Ye has already settled it."
"Might be, my dad always has his ways. Oh dear, look at me, just going on and on, I don't even know if I've added salt to the vegetables…"
...
Axiang had no longer been afraid to go outside these past few days.
