At the back, the air was a lot cooler and fresh compared to the smaller packed kitchen as they passed through the steam and smoke. As they finally arrived outside in the back alley, he pulled up a short stool and asked, “Help me wash these dishes first before we go for that walk.”
She sat down on the small stool next to him, and she turned on the hose, and filled up a bucket of water. “You say that, but we never go after we finish.”
Fung Qi-Wei smirked, and placed some dish detergent on a yellow dish scrubber, and start scrubbing the plates. There were two red buckets, one for cleaning the dirty dishes, and the other to wash off the soap. While Fung Qi-Wei scrubs the dirty plates, he places them in the clean water, and Wang Yi-An would rinse them thoroughly.