Luo Qi looked at the paper bag in her hand in a daze. After a while, she raised her head. There was a hint of helplessness in her teary eyes.
After a long time, she said softly, "Thank you."
Gu Yundong patted her head. "Go."
The little girl carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and patted her face. Then, she tried her best to squeeze out a smile before holding the paper bag and walking into the house.
Gu Yundong looked in through the window and saw her tiptoe to the bed.
Gu Yuwen didn't seem to be sleeping well. She woke up again after a while.
The little girl opened the paper bag and fed her a piece. "Mother, Sister Gu said that she bought these pastries from the capital. Try them. Are they the same as the ones you ate when you were young? I heard they're delicious. You…"
This might be the last time her mother tasted the food of her hometown. She would never have the chance to do so again.
