"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore, no need to feel upset, ha..."
Chuxia finally understood at this moment, daring to think the two had been talking about old times outside, making her mother feel sorry for the old lady and burst into tears, or perhaps, she thought about the hardships she suffered when she was young...
Ah, Chuxia sighed silently, retreating back, not wanting to disturb the heartfelt conversation between the two. Some of their hardships might be unimaginable or incomprehensible to her. Having finally found a confidant, let's let them chat a little longer.
Lost in her thoughts, the door opened, and Zhao Yulan came in, smiling at her, "I think it's time for your nourishing soup, so I thought I'd come over and see, didn't expect you to be awake."
Chuxia yawned, "I've been awake for a while, too lazy to move, just sitting without getting out of bed."
