She simply focused on blowing on the medicine to cool it down, then fed it to Pei Nian'an spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking his medicine and a few sips of chicken soup, the little guy's complexion finally improved. He held Shen Qingtang's hand and whispered, "Auntie... don't be sad... I'm fine..."

Shen Qingtang patted his head, and tears fell again. In her entire life, she had never felt such heartache for anyone. Pei Nian'an had long been a worry she couldn't let go of.

Pei Wuwang was lying not far away.

Feeling Shen Qingtang's deep affection for her son, Pei Nian'an's unusual emotions finally surged forth. She sipped her warm chicken soup.

She took small bites of the tender pheasant meat.

However, his gaze kept drifting towards Pei Wuwang.

His father was still lying on the ground, too weak to move, and hadn't even had a sip of hot soup.

Throughout the entire ordeal, not a single member of the Pei family came to inquire about his injuries, let alone show any concern for Pei Wuwang.

"Auntie, Daddy hasn't eaten yet..." Pei Nian'an handed over the chicken leg in her hand and whispered, "Can you leave some for Daddy?"

Shen Qingtang patted his head and said gently, "Don't worry, Auntie has already prepared a bowl for your father. Auntie will feed him later."

As she spoke, she got up, picked up another bowl of chicken soup, carefully helped Pei Wuwang up, scooped up the soup with a spoon, blew on it to cool it down, and then put it to his lips.

Although Pei Wuwang was too weak to speak, he could clearly feel the temperature of the soup and Shen Qingtang's thoughtfulness. A warm feeling welled up in his eyes, and he obediently drank it.

The Shen family members sat around the table.

Sipping the bear meat soup that Shen Qingtang took out from her space, and gnawing on the fragrant bear paw.

Everyone had a satisfied look on their faces; they had suffered enough on their journey into exile.

I can finally take a good rest.

Shen Qingtang also specially served Su Xiuniang's two children a full bowl of chicken soup and peeled some boiled eggs and handed them over. The two children had been frightened before, but now they ate quietly without crying or making a fuss.

Su Xiuniang was both surprised and delighted as she watched this scene.

Previously, my child would cry and fuss whenever something happened.

She also had to constantly apologize to people.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, but since following Shen Qingtang, the child has not only stopped making a fuss, but has also become much more sensible.

She knew that this was all because of Shen Qingtang's secret care, so she quickly bowed deeply to Shen Qingtang: "Miss Shen, thank you... If it weren't for you, the three of us really wouldn't know what to do."

Shen Qingtang smiled and shook her head: "It's all the duty. Just take good care of the child."

Not far away, Old Lady Pei stared at the aroma of meat wafting over, swallowing repeatedly.

Looking at the chicken leg in Pei Nian'an's hand.

Suddenly, she forced an exaggeratedly pitiful look, wiping away non-existent tears, and said, "My Nian'an, you are such a poor child. You suffer so much at such a young age, and you don't even have loving parents by your side... It breaks my heart to see you like this."

Her words were ostensibly meant to show her concern for Pei Nian'an, but in reality, she wanted Pei Nian'an to take the initiative to hand over the food.

Pei's father and second uncle immediately chimed in, saying to Pei Nian'an, "Nian'an, your great-grandmother is old and frail. You should give her some of this chicken soup and meat first. It's only right to be filial to your elders."

"That's right. You're young, so it's okay for you to miss a bite, but what if your great-grandmother goes hungry?"

Pei Nian'an tightened her grip on the chicken leg and looked up at Shen Qingtang.

His eyes were full of grievance.

He himself hadn't eaten enough, and his father was still drinking soup. Grandma Pei and his grandfather and great-grandfathers were clearly able-bodied.