Dong Jing's mother hurriedly shouted, "Just get the water from the yard for me, no need to go inside to get it."
"But the water in the yard isn't clean," Yu Ziqian disagreed.
"It's fine. Grandma drank this kind of water when she was a child. It's especially tasty and sweet."
"Really?" Yu Ziqian asked uncertainly.
"Really! So it's okay. Quickly bring me a cup of water. Over there, aren't there paper cups?" Dong Jing's mother said.
Yu Ziqian picked up a paper cup and looked at it. "I've used this one."
"It's okay, Grandma doesn't mind if you're dirty."
"Alright then." Yu Ziqian took the cold water and brought it to Dong Jing's mother.
Dong Jing's mother took a sip and patted her chest. "…"
"Are you okay? If not, I can call 120!"
"Much better, thank you." Dong Jing's mother smiled weakly.
