These days, young people preferred beds, but the older generation was more accustomed to sleeping on a kang. Fortunately, their home had one, so they could squeeze in.
"Make do for now."
Little Sister Yu continued to cry uncontrollably. Madam Yu helped her up and then turned to the little boy who was crying along with his parents. "What's your name?"
The child, pitifully sobbing, clung to his father's side. His father coaxed him, "This is your grandma and grandpa. Say hello."
The boy whispered timidly, "Grandma, Grandpa."
After a pause, he added softly, "My name is Erlin."
Madam Yu looked at the child and asked, "Have you eaten?"
The couple hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Madam Yu saw through their lie. "If you haven't eaten, just say so. Now that you're back, there's no need to pretend."
She said, "Eat something, then go to the hospital."
"Mom..."
Madam Yu went to the cupboard, hesitated for a moment, then took out an egg. "I'll make you an egg."
