Mrs. Chen quickly pushed the paper package back toward her. "Just coming to see her is enough. You didn't need to bring anything. Take it back."
Shanzimama stubbornly pushed it back again. "As her auntie, what's wrong with me giving Little Fei a bit of brown sugar? It's nothing, so don't refuse. If you push it back again, I won't step foot in your home anymore."
"Little Fei is in the inner room, isn't she? I'll go have a look."
Shanzimama lifted the door curtain and walked in.
Gu Fei, who was lying on the bed, raised her face and smiled at the woman. "Aunt Huang."
"Oh, look at this girl! We haven't seen each other for so many years, yet Little Fei still recognizes me. No wonder I'm always thinking about you."
"Is your injury feeling any better?"
Gu Fei nodded.
Shanzimama asked with concern, "We're setting off the day after tomorrow. Your injury won't be a problem?"
