Before, there was a coworker in the office who was pregnant. The meals she brought every day looked like they had no real nutrition, and she ate really poorly. She had a younger sister with a very good temper, and she was going to swap with her—using her own sea cucumber and millet porridge to take turns so they could eat together. When she came over, she said, “If you eat yourself into any trouble, my husband will definitely deal with you.” The sister, with a quick motion, shoved her own lunchbox onto the floor, smashing it clean. From then on, whenever anyone in the office saw her, it was like she automatically defaulted to keeping a distance of three meters away.