"Yes, I also think that even an idiot can do it," Xiang Yiqing nodded, then laughed and said, "But there are always those who can turn frozen dumplings into a rice and meat mush."
After speaking, he bowed his head and continued to wash the vegetables.
Ji Anning glanced at him, his lips seemingly pressed into a hint of helplessness.
She laughed, "Fools have their own fortune. If a woman can't do anything, it gives others a chance to pamper her. If she can do everything, what do you need a man for?"
"It seems that you women really do share the same views," Xiang Yiqing turned his head to look at Ji Anning, then added, "Regardless of age."
After he spoke, he laughed again.
That slight smile, Ji Anning felt, held too much, meant too much.
She disliked prying into other people's gossip, knowing in her heart was enough. There was no need to spell it out for others.
"Doctor Xiang, didn't you say you caught a big fish?"
