Feeding Grandma was not easy, so Xiao Yu waited for at least half an hour before Yaya came out of the house with a smile in her eyes and said,
"Sister, Grandma actually ate a bowl of porridge! She used to have no appetite, but today's millet porridge smelled exceptionally fragrant, and she finished it all."
"That's great, as long as Grandma is willing to eat, her health will improve quickly. Go ahead and drink the remaining bowl."
Yaya hesitated, "I won't drink it, let's scoop out the porridge and save it for Grandma to drink tonight. I'll just have the kelp soup with you."
It was heart-wrenching to see such a young girl be so sensible. Since she was insistent, Xiao Yu let her scrape the millet porridge into a bowl, then carry it to the hall and cover it with a basket to keep insects out.
"Is there someone in this village who makes tofu?"
Just eating kelp wouldn't be enough; they needed side dishes to make it good.
