Before school starts, Zhao Meimei lay sprawled on the sofa like a pancake, staring intently at the TV.
She's recently become obsessed with a drama about a maid falling in love with a young master.
The maid looked ordinary, naturally failing to catch the young master's eye. They grew up together, and when the maid came of age, the young master had already married a beautiful, well-matched young lady.
On TV, the maid squatted outside the bridal chamber crying in sorrow. Zhao Meimei lay on the sofa, tears welling in her eyes.
While she was sighing over this aching love like Xi Shi mourning her heart, she heard Da Bao outside on the balcony, shouting with his rough voice, "Zhao Meimei! Meimei!..."
Zhao Meimei hurriedly got up and could only find one slipper, hopping on one foot to the balcony: "What's up?"
Seeing her, Da Bao's round face broke into a smile and he waved: "Come down, I'll treat you to some skewers!"
