A needle was inserted in the back of her hand, and Violet Zimmerman originally wanted to avoid it, but didn't dare to move, so she let Joseph Lancaster help her clean her hand. He put the towel back, walked to the table to open the lunchbox sent by her mother, then returned to the caregiver chair.
The Lancaster Family's meals were quite good, with fine grains all year round, almost every meal having meat.
More than half a box of white rice, with vegetables on the right, pork stir-fried with celery and noodles filled the lunchbox.
Seeing Joseph Lancaster's intention, Violet Zimmerman hurriedly spoke.
"Joseph, I'm not hungry yet. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat first."
Joseph Lancaster picked up a spoonful of white rice, "Sister-in-law is really funny, lying without a draft. I heard your stomach growling just now, yet you're deceiving me."
"Be good, open your mouth, I'll feed you."
