Difficult to put into words!
Wu Zhuoya's helplessness was truly indescribable.
She wanted to scold her but, turning around, she saw her little daughter's pale face and thin figure, and her heart ached with sympathy.
The child had just recovered from a serious illness, and even the doctor said she needed more nutrition. It wasn't too much to ask for meat.
After consideration, Wu Zhuoya negotiated softly with He Tiantian, "Tiantian, you've just recovered from your illness and can't eat greasy food, so how about Mommy cooks you some meat porridge and steams an egg custard for you?"
These items were easily digestible and contained some fat and nutrients that should help the child regain her strength.
Hearing about meat porridge and egg custard, He Tiantian feigned an expression of longing and slurped her saliva, nodding repeatedly.
She didn't even speak as if opening her mouth would let the tears fall out.
Everyone:...
