"Brother Pei, if there's anything you need help with, just ask. You've done so much for us, we're embarrassed." Xu Nianhua thought to herself that they couldn't really be of any help to them, so she could only say so.
"Then, tonight, can I have the crucian carp soup made by you?" Pei Yicheng's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Xu Nianhua cleared her throat. The contrast to the man she first met was too great, and it took her a moment to respond.
"Of course you can, the fish were caught by you. You can do with them as you please." Xu Nianhua wasn't really just nineteen, and though she occasionally saw herself as a nineteen-year-old girl, most of the time she was quite self-aware.
Xu Nianhua made such a clear distinction, and Pei Yicheng lowered his eyes and said, "Then, tonight we'll take out some crucian carp to make soup and pick one grass carp to save for a late-night snack."