Mrs. Chen was furious: "Are the wrinkles on your face deep enough to trap mosquitoes? You, Gu Dafu, dare you despise me for being old? Tell me, have you taken a liking to some little demon? You heartbreaker, I'll fight you to the end!"
Gu Dafu hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you spouting? You hold all the Silver at home, what would I use to support a little demon. Besides, where can you find those money-loving women better than you? We will be buried together when we die, as husband and wife, don't overthink it and hurry to help, there are so many customers waiting for their dishes."
Mrs. Chen was pleased to hear this and twisted her body, saying, "Fine, I'll go work in the kitchen. You come along too, don't you think about checking out any little demon outside."
Gu Dafu, so long as she wasn't causing a scene, he hurriedly followed her to the kitchen to do some smaller tasks.
