When the middle school cafeteria owner met the noodle shop owner who resigned and returned home
"Hey, why did you grow so tall before? I haven't found a dish like yours in six years that matches my taste."
"You're short and blaming me."
"Otherwise, you want to have pickled cucumbers and white porridge for dinner?"
"It's all my fault. Let's have braised pork tonight."
I love you. It's Mr. Zhou. I'm willing to cook braised pork for you every day.
I love you. It's classmate Xiaolin. I'll give you all the chicken wings.