Auntie Sun thought that she was hallucinating. She quickly blinked her eyes, only to find that even more question marks were floating in front of her, "?????"
Paying no heed to Auntie Sun's crumbling expression, Lin Jiage asked, "Hm? Auntie Sun, what's wrong with you? Breakfast has already been delivered, so why aren't you helping Grandfather prepare it?"
As he spoke, Lin Jiage began placing the dishes on the table.
The sight of food immediately drew Shi Yao's attention.
Grandpa Lin, who treated Shi Yao as his precious darling, only cared about calling out to her, "Yaoyao, have some glutinous rice balls, Yaoyao, have some buns, Yaoyao, have some Eight Treasures Porridge …"
Auntie Sun's presence was simply too inconspicuous, so no one noticed the peculiarity in her expression. As such, no one asked her whether the matter was true or not. She could only follow Lin Jiage's instructions and place the breakfast on the table.
When all the dishes were served, Old Master Lin frowned. "Huh? Auntie Sun, why are they all sweet breakfasts? Don't you have my favorite tofu pudding and youtiao? "
Before Auntie Sun could say a word, Lin Jiage, who was stirring the dumplings in his thermos bottle, suddenly spoke up, "Ah, Auntie Sun must be getting on in her years, and her memory isn't as good as before. She really didn't mention anything about tofu pudding or youtiao in her message last night."
At this point, Lin Jiage didn't forget to turn to Auntie Sun and ask, "Did I remember wrongly? Auntie Sun? "
Auntie Sun felt aggrieved, but she didn't say it out loud, "Yes … yes … yes … Old Master, my memory is really getting worse and worse …"
Grandpa Lin didn't seem to mind it at all. He shot Auntie Sun an understanding look before continuing to chat with Shi Yao.
Shi Yao shot Auntie Sun a comforting smile before lowering her head to munch on her buns. As she munched on them, she nodded her head fervently in response to Grandpa Lin's concerned words.
"It's fine, Auntie Sun. You don't have to feel pressured. It's just a mistake, no one will mind it." Lin Jiage consoled Auntie Sun out of goodwill before taking away the thermos flask filled with wontons and replacing it with the one he had stirred at a similar temperature.
…
Even though Auntie Sun had her own difficulties, the atmosphere in the ward during breakfast was still very harmonious and warm.
Even though Grandpa Lin didn't like sweet food, Shi Yao's soft voice of "Grandpa, you're eating too little. Have some more" and "This bun is really delicious. Have another one" were enough for Grandpa Lin to swallow quite a bit of food.
Standing by the side, Lin Jiage didn't say much, but listening to Shi Yao's words of advice to her grandfather, even though it had nothing to do with him, he still felt like he had eaten quite a bit of food.
However, this kind of atmosphere didn't last long before it was broken by someone.
At the end of breakfast, someone knocked on the ward door.
Auntie Sun put down her chopsticks and went to open the door.
It was still early, so Grandpa Lin, Lin Jiage, and Shi Yao thought that it was a doctor who had come to check on them, so they didn't pay too much attention to it. It was only when Auntie Sun called out "Madam Liang" that the three of them turned their gazes toward the entrance of the ward.
Grandpa Lin, Lin Jiage, and Shi Yao recognized the newcomers.
It was Liang Jiusi's mother, as well as Liang Mumu's aunt, Liang Huiling.
Meeting Grandpa Lin, Lin Jiage, and Shi Yao's gazes, Liang Huiling immediately greeted Grandpa Lin with a smile, "Uncle Lin."
As soon as she said those words, she walked into the ward wearing a silk qipao and a pair of high heels.
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