The coquettish girl, her voice dripping with tears, jumped right into her sister's mouth: Porridge in the morning, and bun cha for lunch. Brothers only have two days a year, March 8 and October 20, to show their affection to their sisters, the rest is up to the heart and the family's means.
The third sister wore a blue windbreaker, had a mole right on her lips, and smiled: My husband said that every day is a woman's day, so he takes care of all the cooking, and he cooks delicious food. He also said that he had a talent for cooking since he was a child, so at the age of 12 he answered his mother's question correctly: Why do men cook better than women? He replied: Because men don't have days when they are cursed by God like women, so they don't have any taste errors. The coquettish girl interjected: Who said men don't have those days, it's just that they're not called by name. She smiled with sharp eyes: I don't know what gift my husband gave me this year. When we first fell in love, we used to give each other roses and chocolates... later on, he became more practical and pragmatic, giving non-stick pots, multi-purpose kitchenware... sometimes he went crazy and gave "three wolves" as a reminder to be more affectionate with his husband. But whatever the gift is, it doesn't matter, as long as they still think of me!
A small girl wearing glasses who had been silent until now spoke up: Let's be nice to each other first. This afternoon I'll invite you to eat roast duck. Didn't the musician Trinh say, "Life is so short, why be indifferent?"
