The old lady nodded, and Zhao Fangchu turned around, brought a bowl of warm water, and fed the old lady a little at a time.
After drinking the water, the old lady felt her throat was better and she was more awake.
There was a bowl of medicine that had been boiled long ago on the table, waiting for the old lady to drink it when she woke up. It was now cold, so Zhao Fangchu took it out and heated it up again.
The old lady regained her spirits and motioned Yang Donghu to help her sit up. Looking into his red eyes, she said softly, "Donghu, don't cry. Grandma is tired and wants to sleep for a while."
"Yeah, I know. If you want to sleep for a while, just take a nap. You'll feel refreshed after a good sleep."
The old lady gently brushed his forehead and smiled, "Grandma knows her own health. I've lived to this age, and if I hadn't worried about you, I would have wanted to die long ago. It's a pity that you still have to take care of me, an old man. I've lived comfortably for more than a year, and I think I've earned it. I have no regrets."
"Grandma, what are you talking about? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. It's my duty to take care of you, and I haven't repaid you well yet. You have to get well. I'll take you out for a walk later."
Yang Donghu pressed his face against the old lady's warm palm, tears streaming down his face. "Do you remember? Last time, Fang Chu said there was a kind of exquisite snack in the south that he had always wanted to eat but never had. When you feel better, I'll take you there and we can try it. Dachuan also said he wanted to find where his mother used to live. I heard that place is warm like spring all year round, and it's never cold. It's completely different from here. The flowers there are even more beautiful than the peach blossoms in Taoyuan here. There are so many more. When you feel better, we'll go there."
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