It's a bit strange to ask someone this right away, but Fugui, although confused, still answered honestly.
"I wash the dishes. My wife is currently pregnant and can't stand the smell of the kitchen."
Chang Xiangsi nodded, satisfied with this answer, and continued to ask.
"Who does the laundry?"
"The washing machine."
"What about things the washing machine can't wash?"
"Me, my wife can't stand the smell of laundry detergent either."
"Does your job keep you too busy?"
"It's manageable, the office is close to home, convenient for taking care of things." Fugui was bewildered by the questions, this lady was being very thorough.
"Miss, I haven't asked your esteemed name yet, but I'd like to thank you personally in the future, this time you've really helped us a lot."
Chang Xiangsi waved her hand, "Don't call me 'Miss,' it's a generation gap. No need for you to come over, I'll go home with you later."
