Jiang Haidai lowered her head and looked down at her son. Her eyes turned red and tears started to brim in them. She rubbed the head of her filial son and said to him, "Mother is not hungry, Guo Guo. You can drink this milk."
However, Meng Guo didn't pull the milkbox away from her lips. In the end, Jiang Haidai had no choice but to pretend as if she had taken a sip of the milk. "It's quite yummy, Guo Guo. You should drink more."
Only then did Meng Guo take the milk box away and start sipping the milk happily.
When Jiang Haidai saw her son finally eat something, her tears couldn't be stopped anymore. She thanked Bai Meiyue before tearing small pieces of bun and feeding them to her son.
Even though Jiang Haidai didn't know a lot of things, she knew that these little supplies were not as cheap as they were once in the past. They were more valuable than gold. Bai Meiyue didn't say anything but Jiang Haidai didn't need her to tell.
