Qi Taiguo was bubbling with enthusiasm, and Platoon Leader Chen, unable to decline and noticing the worn-out look on his wife's face, reluctantly turned to Cheng Su and said, "Then we'll have to trouble you, sister-in-law. Once our place is set up, we'll treat you to a warm pot meal and return the hospitality."
"What trouble is it?" Qi Taiguo spoke for Cheng Su with a smile, then turned to instruct her, "Do we still have any peanuts at home? Fry a plate for me and Platoon Leader Chen to have a few drinks."
"No need, no need, just a few bites of rice will do," Platoon Leader Chen said, waving his hands repeatedly.
Cheng Su, smiling, went to get busy; turning around, she muttered to herself, "Mr. Qi can really work someone to death with just one sentence. This is so sudden; while the dishes aren't a problem since I've bought some meat and vegetables, where can I find extra rice in such short notice?"
Only noodles will do!
