Before Huo Jingrui could speak, Huo Jiayuan jumped in, "Auntie Qi, didn't you just come by a few days ago? How could you forget so quickly?"
Auntie Qi didn't expect this girl to interfere, "Oh my, that day, Vice Factory Director Huo wasn't home, so I thought I should come by again."
Huo Jiayuan wouldn't indulge her, "Auntie Qi, are you having yellow corn bread for dinner tonight?"｜
Auntie Qi thought she had finally found a topic. It was the perfect opportunity to give away the corn bread and conveniently bring a bowl of meat back—what a great deal.
But the next moment, she heard Huo Jiayuan say, "I heard it just got steamed and is very sticky, but unfortunately, our family is allergic to it. Otherwise, we'd certainly like to try some from you, Auntie Qi."
A moment ago, Auntie Qi was in high spirits, the next moment she was like an eggplant hit by frost.
