Wang Yongzhu saw the pained expression on Old Granny Zhang's face and quickly let go of her hand, not daring to try to pull her away forcefully again. She understood that Old Lady Gu was emotionally overwhelmed, so she softened her voice and persuaded, "Old Lady, if you could just loosen your grip a little, you're hurting my mother. Don't worry, we won't leave. Let's sit over there and talk, shall we?"
Old Lady Gu only heard that she had hurt her beloved Niuniu, so she involuntarily loosened her grip. She reached out to rub the place where she had hurt Old Granny Zhang, while blaming herself, "Mother is to blame! I hurt Niuniu. Let mother rub it for you, so it won't hurt anymore! Later, mother will make osmanthus cake for Niuniu, alright?"
Old Granny Zhang's mind buzzed as if something had broken through. In a daze, a scene flashed in her mind, a young woman coaxing her with a smile: "Niuniu, be good and listen, mother will make you cakes, okay?"
