Zhang Hualian was clear about her daughter's preferences, so every year when the yangmei fruits were in season and the new ginger harvested, Zhang Hualian would make a lot of dried yangmei and ginger vinegar to send to Jing City for her daughter to enjoy.
"Mum, Auntie is being too polite." Tang Yue said with a slightly guilty smile.
Tang Yue hurriedly changed the subject: "Mum, I'm going to visit Grandma and Maternal Grandma tomorrow. Is there anything you want me to bring them?"
"Yes."
Zhang Hualian's train of thought was instantly switched.
Zhang Hualian was preparing gifts for her mother-in-law and her own mother for tomorrow. They were getting old and there wasn't much they could eat, but she still carefully packed some food, useful items, and clothes for the two elders for Tang Yue to take with her.
Looking at the pile of things, Tang Yue couldn't help saying, "Mum, isn't this too much?"
