I can do it, Zhang Xin, who took Yi Chichi home, quickly got busy.
Yi Chichi was responsible for picking vegetables, washing them, and helping peel garlic. Anything else she wanted to help with, Zhang Xin didn't agree.
Speaking gently and persuasively, "Have some mercy on my Old He, he hasn't done anything to offend you."
This made little sense, and Yi Chichi was baffled.
Dazedly, she said, "I don't understand!"
"If I let you cook, Old Wen from your house might beat up Old He from my house half dead."
She said solemnly, worried that Yi Chichi wouldn't believe it, and added, "That's what Old He said."
Before heading out, she was repeatedly warned not to let Yi Chichi cook no matter what.
For the sake of her Old He not getting beaten up, she had to drive this point home.
Yi Chichi was in tears from laughing, "Is it that exaggerated?"
"Not sure, but to be safe, it'd be better if you didn't."
Given how determined she was, Yi Chichi had no choice but to go along.
