Third Aunt Lu said angrily, "Who says my cooking is no good? Is it Xiao Qiu who said that? How can that girl make up such stories? Is she afraid that if I go, I'll take Second Sister-in-law's job?"
Second Sister-in-law Lu was unhappy and raised her voice, "Last year when Jiaxin came to our house for a few days, she saw me, my mother, and Xiao Qiu busy in the kitchen every day while you were holed up in your room and not coming out. She asked me why you weren't helping in the kitchen, and of course, I told her the truth."
"When you entered the family and were asked to cook, the food you made was either raw and burnt or too salty, and your steamed buns and mantou were hard as rocks and inedible. What, now that you know I can set up a breakfast stall in the Forty-nine City, your cooking skills have suddenly improved?"
