After they left, the chicken soup was finally brought in, filling the room with a fragrant aroma.
Wang Yongzhu couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She hadn't eaten meat for several months, avoiding meat and fish, and she was craving it.
She ladled a bowl of soup for Old Granny Zhang, motioning for her to drink quickly.
Old Granny Zhang felt sorry for her daughter. "Why don't you secretly take a few sips, daughter? After all, it's just us two, and no one will know. Besides, filial piety isn't measured by a few sips of chicken soup. When I'm gone, you don't have to mourn for three years. Wouldn't that wear you out? Just a hundred days to show your respect is enough. How could a mother bear to see you go without meat?"
As she spoke, she fed the chicken soup towards Wang Yongzhu's mouth.
Wang Yongzhu resisted the damn temptation of the chicken soup, "Mother, you drink it. I need to go talk to the shopkeeper about some matters."
