An An's lips curled up, "Mom, eat a little more, don't worry, my leg will be fine in a few days."
Feng Zhihe knew she was well-behaved, An An had always been particularly considerate.
When Mingfei wasn't around, she would always come over to accompany her.
Fact is, what's there to accompany this aging woman?
She knew An An felt Mingfei wasn't around, so she wanted to come more often and fulfill his son's responsibilities too.
So, what a good child, honest through and through.
That day, she lost control of her emotions, if it wasn't for An An, she might never have seen them again.
Now, she asks for nothing, just wishes for An An and her son to be happy for a lifetime.
After breakfast, Feng Zhihe might have gained a good daughter-in-law, her spirits improved a lot.
An An felt her guilt reduced, and she could be filial to Lu's mom; she felt a fractured pelvis is no big deal.
In any case, she will surely recover.
