A tempting aroma of food quickly spread through the private room, filling everyone's nostrils.
Jiang Yu had just placed three dishes on the table when Du Guangning brought over three bowls of steaming yam and lean pork millet porridge.
"Everyone, these porridge and dishes are relatively mild in flavor. They haven't had normal meals for a long time, and their digestive systems are quite weak, so they can only eat some bland food."
Standing by the table, Jiang Yu glanced at everyone and said faintly,
"Wait a little while for the food to cool down a bit, and then the family members can let them try the millet porridge first."
He Xiaotao's mother said gratefully, "Thank you, Master Jiang, you've worked hard!"
Jiang Yu waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's no trouble at all. As long as they're willing to eat, it's worth any effort."
