Fang Yi entered the kitchen with an apron tied around him.
In the kitchen, it was Qian'er who was busy, while Song Wuliang was being attentive on the side.
Fang Yi slapped Song Wuliang on the back and said, "Fatso, you're too big; my kitchen is too small a temple for you, so don't take up space here, get out!"
Song Wuliang quickly said, "Don't, brother, let me be your assistant here. You don't know, I've been quite diligent recently." As he spoke, he kept winking at Fang Yi.
Fang Yi sighed and turned to Qian'er, asking, "Qian'er, has he really been diligent recently?"
Qian'er replied, "Yes, very diligent indeed."
Fang Yi teased, "Oh, really diligent. So diligent that there's not even the slightest sign of this pile of flesh getting slimmer."
