Ye Lingran smiled at her, glanced at the daffodils in the vase on the windowsill that were about to wither, and softly said, "Could you change those daffodils? And please wash the grapes, thank you."
The caregiver took the items and went to work. Ye Lingran placed her bag on the counter next to her, walked over, and sat by Grandma Ye's side on the bed's edge. Seeing her raise her hands, Ling Ran naturally held them. "Grandma, I'm here to see you. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"
"You're Ranran, my beloved granddaughter. How could Grandma forget you!" Although Grandma Ye was elderly, she was dressed very cleanly and neatly, and her face was fair and tidy. It was apparent that she must have been a beauty in her youth.
Ye Lingran smiled knowingly, "How have you been feeling these days? Is there anything that's been bothering you?"
"It's quite good here, but I've been missing you."
"I'm sorry, Grandma, for taking so long to come see you."
