Other than Feng Qianhua, her daughters-in-law had never been so respectful to her before.
Jiang Suran scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to Old Lady Lin. “It’s a little hot. Let Me Blow on it for you.”
Old Lady Lin smiled and said, “Alright, I’ll have to trouble you.”
Jiang Suran said, “It’s no trouble. It’s also my blessing to be able to serve you.”
Old Mrs. Lin liked what she heard.
The more she heard, the more she felt that Jiang Su ran was a good girl who knew the cold and the hot.
Wasn’t Lin Qingxuan lacking someone like that by her side?
Jiang Su ran bragged for a long time before handing the soup to Old Mrs. Lin. “Try it. Is it still hot?”
Old Mrs. Lin took the soup and took a sip. She smiled and said, “It’s not hot anymore.”
After drinking the soup, Jiang Su ran picked up a piece of tissue to wipe old Mrs. Lin’s mouth. The service was very considerate.