Lin Shu was about to say something, but choked on her words. Coughing for a while, Fang Zhi from across the table courteously handed her a tissue.
After Lin Shu managed to stop coughing, she took a sip of dumpling soup before saying, "Haven't you heard the saying? To be able to eat is a blessing."
"However, your appetite has grown quite shockingly, as if you were a pig in your past life." said Fang Zhi.
Furious, Lin Shu almost snapped the chopsticks in her hand, "You're the pig in a past life! Mind your words!"
"You look more like a grasshopper now, as skinny as a stick. No, not even a grasshopper, more like a bamboo insect. Tall enough, but also thin enough, really look a lot like a bamboo insect." She also had a knack for verbal sparring.
During the meal, the two of them went back and forth, mostly eating their feelings. They didn't even get to savor the dumplings, as they were quickly devoured in their mutual contest.