"Yes!" An Ning nodded.
At this moment, Samoa excitedly ran in, and Yu Ziqian quickly grabbed the meat to feed Samoa.
Samoa glanced at the meat in its little owner's hand, gave a very disdainful look, and then sat down by An Ning's leg.
An Ning patted Samoa, her gestures helpless.
Yu Ziqian came over to console his mom. "Mom, great-grandpa is doing this for your own good. He doesn't want you to pressure yourself so much. You can't blame yourself for dad's sacrifice. The more you say this, the more worried great-grandpa, great-grandma, grandpa, and grandma get."
"I know, I won't cry anymore." An Ning wiped her tears away.
Grandma Yu nodded. "That's the spirit."
Yu Ziqian walked over to Samoa, looking at it with concern. "Why aren't you eating the meat? Are you feeling unwell?"
Samoans are naturally meat lovers; they go wherever there's meat.
What's going on now that it's not eating meat? What happened?
Samoa turned its head aside, not answering its little owner's question.
