This acquaintance is none other than Mrs. Cheng, who recently welcomed a chubby grandson.
Unlike her usual energetic self, she now looked extremely tired, her eyes lacking their usual sparkle, as she sat alone on the stone steps, sighing deeply.
The reason for her sighing.
Was because she had a quarrel with her daughter-in-law.
Half an hour ago, she walked into her daughter-in-law's room and saw the untouched pig's trotter soup she had brought in earlier sitting on the bedside table.
"Sigh!"
She couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in her heart.
She sat on the edge of the bed and asked with concern, "Xiaochen, why didn't you eat it? Is it not to your taste?"
"Mom, no, it's not that. I just don't have an appetite; it's too greasy. I'd like something lighter," Xiaochen said with a small smile.
