Tong Huaqiong took Gu Taohua and Chen Sufen to eat sour soup dumplings.
And I must say, these sour soup dumplings are indeed delicious.
Tong Huaqiong ate two large bowls, wiped her mouth with satisfaction and returned to the inn. She tidied up the things she needed to take back to Qinghe Bay the next day, then planned to turn off the lights and go to sleep.
Before sleeping, Liu Yueer came to Tong Huaqiong's room, carrying a jar of chicken soup.
Liu Yueer's face was full of smiles, and she said, "Mother, I borrowed the inn's stove and specially simmered this chicken soup for you."
Tong Huaqiong said, "I appreciate your filial piety."
Tong Huaqiong gestured for Liu Yueer to place the chicken soup on the table.
She had eaten too many sour soup dumplings and couldn't drink the chicken soup.
Liu Yueer coming to her room this late to show filialness certainly had her own agenda.
