"Silly girl, what is your name after all?"
"Umm... I'm called Xiaochai, they call me Xiaochai."
"Xiaochai? Who is this 'one dish' then?"
"There's, there's no 'one dish', it's just Xiaochai. I live in the firewood room, the firewood for firewood, rice, oil, salt. However, there's a maid in the main courtyard named Die'er, which sounds nice. Umm, are you, are you still eating?"
"No more for me, you eat, you eat. Don't mind Qing Jun and me. I was stuffed with anger by you this afternoon, talked all afternoon and you ignored me, didn't give me any face. I thought you were pressurized into sickness by me. Just went back a while ago, and this young hero mastered 'Dragon Draws Water'; I'm also filled up."
"Right, right, I'm sorry."
"That's fine, don't kowtow, as Uncle Bai would say, we folks of Jianghu, we don't do that, let's just make it a friendship, um, besides, no borrowing or freeloading booze."
