"Okay, okay, little beauty, I won't touch you."
"Come on, Xingxing, Grandma has made some food for you. Eat more with your aunt, so you can grow taller and become even more beautiful."
"Hmm, okay."
"Let's go." Hu Lijuan took Little Star to sit aside. Shen Qing handed a bowl of chicken soup to Lin Wan, wanting to feed her.
"Mom, it's not like I can't move my hands. You should eat something too. I can eat by myself."
Today was much better. Although she couldn't move, eating wasn't a problem, and she was indeed hungry.
But she didn't eat much because the wound occasionally hurt a lot.
Near noon, Shi Lan brought over some food.
"We've just eaten, so have I. I forgot to remind you yesterday. No need to go to so much trouble." Shen Qing looked at the food Shi Lan brought and thought to herself how genuinely great Xiao Wan's friends are.
