He makes it sound so easy, but that old man is hardly ever home. What's there for me to inspect? Besides, he's dreaming! Who would *want* to check up on him? Honestly!
Nonetheless, acting as if he didn't have a care in the world, he stretched lazily and plopped down onto the sofa. "I'm so thirsty. I'll have some Zhu Ye Qing."
So, I had no choice but to brew him a pot of Zhu Ye Qing tea.
He drank a couple of cups. That's the thing about tea; the more you drink, the hungrier you get.
"Oh, right, I haven't had dinner yet. Just make me a couple of simple dishes."
"Just a couple of simple dishes!" As if it's nothing!
Easy for him to say! I deliberately ate a full dinner at the mall precisely to avoid cooking. And now I'm supposed to cook for this... this guy?
