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Chapter 91 - 058: Agreed to a meeting, but it’s like the cat never sees the king_2

Chapter 91: 058: Agreed to a meeting, but it’s like the cat never sees the king_2

Although it was a vegetarian meal, it was exquisitely made and very suitable for the taste of elderly people.

Fang Youling also had some, but her appetite had not been good lately; she only had half a small bowl of rice before putting down her chopsticks.

Seeing her like this, Fang Hongyu frowned slightly, "Auntie, please eat a little more. How can your body withstand this in the long run?"

"I’m not hungry."

Fang Hongyu sighed, "You still have to wait for Sister Qiushui to come back! Do you really want her to see a sick mother when she returns?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Youling lowered her eyes.

Her Qiushui...

Could she really come back?

Grandma Lu also put down her chopsticks at this moment and looked at Fang Youling, "Do you usually eat just this much?"

Without waiting for Fang Youling to speak, Fang Hongyu nodded, worry filling her eyes, "Auntie sometimes eats even less than this! Aunt Jin, please try to persuade Auntie; how can this go on?"

Elderly people have naturally become older after all.

The functions of their bodies are all declining.

If they don’t eat well and enhance their nutrition at this time, their health will only get worse.

Grandma Lu frowned subtly and turned to look at Fang Youling, "How can you not eat more? Hongyu is right; you should think about Qiushui if not for yourself! Don’t you want to see Qiushui when she comes back?"

Hearing this...

There was no change in emotion at the bottom of Fang Youling’s eyes.

Grandma Lu sighed, stood up, and filled a bowl of bamboo fungus soup for Fang Youling, "This soup is good. Try drinking some. This bamboo fungus is excellent stuff; it’s said to help prevent blood clots and even reduce blood lipids!"

Fang Youling looked at the bowl Grandma Lu handed over and then took the spoon, sipping the soup in small mouthfuls.

The taste of the bamboo fungus was very fresh.

But Fang Youling couldn’t taste anything.

It was as if she were chewing wax.

Seeing her willing to sip the soup, Grandma Lu smiled, "That’s right, as we get older, health is the most important thing. Don’t wait until Qiushui is found, and your health has collapsed."

As she spoke, Grandma Lu seemed to remember something and continued, "Before I came, I specifically asked the fortune-teller He Xianzi to cast a divination. He said that both you and Old Tang are blessed. As long as you persist, you will definitely find Qiushui back, and then the whole family will be reunited!"

"Really?" Fang Youling suddenly looked up at Grandma Lu.

Every year at this time, Fang Youling would lose confidence in finding her daughter.

She blamed herself.

Why had she lost her most beloved daughter over an ordinary birthday?

If she could turn back time...

She wouldn’t let her daughter out of her sight.

Grandma Lu nodded, "Of course, it’s true! The fortune-teller He Xianzi is really amazing! He said I would definitely meet a benefactor this year, and guess what? It really happened! If it weren’t for that benefactor, I might already have cancer."

Naturally, the benefactor she was referring to was Lin Wu.

"How come I’ve never heard you mention this?" Fang Youling frowned slightly.

Grandma Lu said with a smile, "It’s not a big deal."

Once she finished speaking, she succinctly recounted the event.

In that moment, Fang Youling’s lost confidence was all retrieved; she nodded and cracked a slight smile, "Sister Ah Yao, you’re right. Qiushui will definitely come back!"

"Mm." Grandma Lu nodded as well.

Fang Hongyu frowned slightly.

The fortune-teller He Xianzi?

If he was really that amazing, why couldn’t he directly tell them where Tang Qiushui was?

How could Grandma Lu, such a sharp-witted person...

Believe in the words of a street fortune-teller?

Fang Youling drank up all the bamboo fungus soup in the bowl and then passed the bowl to the servant next to her, "Serve me half a bowl of rice."

"Yes, ma’am."

Fang Hongyu looked at Grandma Lu with a smile, "Aunt Jin, you really know how to handle it."

If it weren’t for Grandma Lu, how could Fang Youling’s appetite have improved so much?

After dinner...

Grandma Lu followed Fang Youling and Fang Hongyu to see Tang Shaowei.

The bedroom of Fang Youling and Tang Shaowei was in the east courtyard.

At this moment...

Tang Shaowei lay on an ancient wooden carved bed.

His spirits were not very good.

The man, who was over seventy years old, not only had white hair but even his beard had turned white.

Lv Tang sat by his side, holding a bowl of medicine.

The air was filled with the scent of Chinese medicine.

It was somewhat pungent.

After a few sips, Tang Shaowei waved his hand, "Take it away."

He had truly had enough of the bitter medicine.

Lv Tang looked helpless, "Grandpa, how can you get better without taking your medicine? It’s just a little bit left. Can you take a few more sips, please?"

Although according to seniority, Lv Tang should call Tang Shaowei ’Great-Uncle.’