老王头乐呵呵地端着一碗热气腾腾的皮蛋瘦肉粥，刚走到苏娇娇门口，就听见里面传来“啪”的一声脆响。

“我不管，这碗粥太烫了，热死我了！王志强，你等着，看我怎么收拾你！” Translation: I'm not going to take this, this porridge is too hot, it's scalding me! Wang Zhiqiang, wait for me, I'm going to teach you a lesson!

老王头心里“咯噔”一下，暗道完犊子了，这小丫头又犯病了。他赶紧推门进去，只见苏娇娇叉着腰，眼红红地瞪着他，手里的筷子朝着碗底又是“啪”一声摔了一下，作势就要跟他理论。

“我说娇娇，你这刚起的哪能吃太烫的，小心胃疼。” Translation: I said娇娇, you can't eat something too hot just after getting up, be careful of stomachache.

“胃疼？我现在疼的是心！王志强，你要是再敢以‘关心’为名对我颐指气使，我立刻跟李哥说，让他把你给赶出去！” Translation: Stomachache? What I'm feeling now is heartache! Wang Zhiqiang, if you dare to be dictatorial towards me under the guise of 'concern' again, I'll report to Li right away and have him evict you!

老王头一愣，随即哭笑不得。他指了指手里的粥，又指了指苏娇娇：“这不是关心，这是早餐啊，我起得比鸡早，不就是为了给你送这个？”

“哼，谁稀罕你的早餐！” Translation: Hmph, who cares about your breakfast!

苏娇娇嘴上不饶人，但眼角的余光还是偷偷瞟了瞟那碗粥。老王头见她虽然嘴硬，但确实没吃，心里叹了口气，又舀了一勺放凉了一些，递到她嘴边：“喏，这个不烫了，尝尝。