I really hadn't expected this. Just yesterday I was awarded an Excellent Level Voiceover, and today this happened.
Regardless of whether Dundun arranged it or not, I've got to slaughter that fat goose at noon. It's not just about keeping a promise to the kids—the main thing is, I also want to make stir-fried goose chunks for everyone to try.
Well, it's not often I get to come back, so I have to try my best to cook something tasty for the family.
Zeng Xiaoqi took another sip of Honeysuckle Water.
"Let's give it a try later. We'll do it if it works. If not, we'll wait..."
What she had actually wanted to say was that she would wait until her throat recovered.
But when would that be? We're supposed to have roasted whole lamb for lunch, and it'll surely be sprinkled with chili. Mr. Lin went to so much trouble to prepare it. It wouldn't be right not to eat it, but if I do eat it… Sigh! This useless throat of mine, defeated by just a few pounds of spicy crayfish.
