When Wang Shuxia returned with her two daughters, Zheng Xiangjun was still not awake, although the doctor had examined her and said all the indicators were quite good.
But they just didn't know why she hadn't woken up yet.
"These are all made by Lingling, that little girl. When she found out something happened at home, she asked me to bring them over from the army," Wang Shuxia said with a smile.
She had gone through quite a bit of trouble to bring these things.
Yang Yunhai slightly raised the corners of his mouth. He wondered what the little girl was doing now?
His grandmother suddenly fainted, and he left in such a hurry that he didn't have time to tell her.
"Is it Yating's classmate who can cook?" Wang Fangyi said with a smile, "Your aunt and I are in for a treat."
They had lived in Qin City for many years and considered it their second hometown, and they loved the pickles and smoked meat from Qin City.
