"Lele finally wants to eat something!"

Liu Shurong burst into tears of joy. Without thinking much about anything else, she quickly extended her hands to take the small bowl of soup that Yan Tongtong had already prepared. She picked up a small spoon, scooped a spoonful of the aromatic fish soup, blew on it lightly, and then brought it to Lele's mouth,

"Come on, drink slowly, be careful, it's hot!"

Watching Lele open his mouth, slowly taking the fish soup into his mouth and swallowing it down, an indescribable excitement and joy surged in her heart.

After feeding a few spoonfuls, Wu Wenle seemed to think his mother was feeding him too slowly. He tried to sit up straight, lifted his thin, bony hand, and said softly:

"Mom, I, I'll do it myself."

Liu Shurong was taken aback for a moment before she realized. She hurriedly handed over the spoon she was holding, and carefully placed the small bowl of soup in front of Wu Wenle.

Wu Wenle held the spoon with one hand and protected the small bowl with the other, lowering his head and eating spoonful after spoonful.

His pace wasn't fast, but Liu Shurong could clearly see he was eating faster and faster. In no time, the small bowl of fish soup was all in his stomach.

Liu Shurong's smile grew brighter and brighter. Seeing Wu Wenle finish, she hurriedly asked:

"Lele, do you want more?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shurong quickly picked up the empty bowl, ready to serve more fish soup.

Unexpectedly, just as she picked up the spoon, she was stopped by Jiang Yu, who was standing by. He shook his head and said:

"You mentioned earlier that Lele hasn't eaten for a long time, and his digestive system might be affected. I think it's better not to let him eat too much at once."

After thinking for a while, he added,

"You can buy a thermos, pack the fish soup, and take it back. Feed him a small bowl when he gets hungry, and let him eat little and often. Once his digestive system recovers, he can eat more."

This principle isn't complicated — it's common knowledge for many people. Liu Shurong wasn't unaware, but she was too excited and momentarily forgot these considerations.

Her son, who usually had no appetite and was unwilling to eat, suddenly wanted to eat. How could she think of anything else?

She was only worried about not giving him enough!

After hearing Jiang Yu's reminder, Liu Shurong immediately understood. She quickly withdrew her extended hand and turned to comfort,

"Lele, you haven't eaten normally for a long time. You shouldn't eat too much at once now. Take a rest and eat later."

Seeing Lele seemed somewhat unhappy, she quickly added,

"Don't worry, all this fish soup is yours. Mom will keep it for you."

It was unclear whether Wu Wenle understood or not; he turned his head sideways, lay on the table, and closed his eyes to rest.

Liu Shurong took a deep breath and turned back to smile apologetically at Jiang Yu, gratefully saying:

"Boss Jiang, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do!"

During this period when Wu Wenle was suffering from anorexia, she had been the most distressed, after all, he was the son she had painstakingly carried for ten months.

Now that Lele finally showed some improvement, she felt much better.

Luckily, her two little nephews saw the live stream, and fortunately she encountered Jiang Yu.

Otherwise, she truly wouldn't know what to do.

"Aunt Liu, you're too polite. I didn't do much, it was just a small effort."

Jiang Yu waved his hand, smiling as he said, "Seeing Lele willing to eat the food I made makes me very happy too."

Saying this, he turned to look in the direction of the cafeteria window, which had already started its business. A group of students were noisily crowding around, vying to get food, looking very lively.

Jiang Yu then said, "Aunt Liu, you guys rest here for a while, I need to get back to the kitchen, there are other things to do."

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Jiang Yu took a couple of steps, Liu Shurong's voice called out from behind him. He turned back doubtfully and saw Liu Shurong hurriedly pulling something from her bag and quickly catching up to him, placing it into Jiang Yu's hand, saying,

"Boss Jiang, I don't know how to thank you, but in the coming period, I'll definitely have to trouble you more. Lele's anorexia might not improve quickly, so we'll be relying on your help!"

Looking down, Jiang Yu saw it was a bank card that Liu Shurong had slipped into his hand. He immediately handed it back, shaking his head:

"Auntie, I really can't accept this. It's just making a few dishes, you are giving too much!"

"Please take it. To you, it's just making a few dishes — a small act. But to our family, it's a life-saving grace!"

Liu Shurong was firm. She firmly pressed down Jiang Yu's hand trying to return the card, earnestly saying,

"We don't know how to thank you, so we can only express our gratitude with these common things."

"Auntie, I truly can't take this money."

Jiang Yu shook his head, seriously saying,

"I'm willing to cook for Lele, but not for this. If I took the money, I wouldn't feel at ease.

How about this, whenever you bring Lele to eat, just pay the market price. For instance, this Sister Song's Fish Soup, just pay a hundred yuan."

Jiang Yu couldn't help but laugh as he spoke,

"This bass is quite expensive, just don't think my place is a rip-off."

"As for this money..."

Jiang Yu looked at the bank card in his hand, thought for a moment, and said,

"If you really want to do something, Aunt, use it to buy clothes, backpacks, or extracurricular books, and donate them to those impoverished students in the mountains. I think that would be great."

"Well then, okay."

Seeing Jiang Yu's genuine expression, Liu Shurong didn't insist anymore. Money is good, but there are always people who hold onto their beliefs and aren't swayed by external things.

She nodded seriously and said,

"Rest assured, I'll use this money for those children. Let it be a blessing for Lele."

Retrieving the bank card, Liu Shurong took out two hundred yuan from her bag and stuffed it into Jiang Yu's hand, saying with determination,

"Don't refuse this time. Your fish soup is worth hundreds in a private dining restaurant. I only paid two hundred yuan and had it; it's a bargain."

"Alright, then I've profited this time. Thank you, Aunt."

Jiang Yu put the two hundred yuan in his pocket, smiled, and said,

"Aunt, haven't you eaten yet? If you want anything, let Xiaoyan get it for you. After eating, go home early and rest. Tomorrow morning, I'll save two soup dumplings for you and Lele."

"Alright, thank you, Boss Jiang."

Jiang Yu nodded to her, turned around, and walked away.

As soon as he left, Yan Tongtong hurriedly asked,

"Aunt, we've made a lot of dishes in the canteen tonight. What would you like to eat?"

"Which ones did Boss Jiang cook?"

"There are plenty, like steamed ribs with taro and black beans, chopped pepper fish pieces, stewed chicken feet with dried plums, spicy chicken, and fish-flavored shredded pork."

"So many spicy dishes?"

Liu Shurong, a native of Qiantang, always had a mild taste, naturally unable to handle spicy food.

Thinking it over, she said,

"Xiaoyan, please get me some rice, a portion of steamed ribs with taro and black beans, and a fish-flavored shredded pork. Thank you so much."

"No trouble at all!"

Yan Tongtong waved her hand repeatedly, smiling,

"Please wait a moment, Aunt Liu. I'll deliver the food to you right away."

With that, she turned around and bounced back to the kitchen like a cheerful deer.

Liu Shurong watched her disappear into the crowded scene, unable to help but reflect,

"This girl really has a kind heart! Not just her, Boss Jiang is also a good-hearted person..."

Thinking this, she turned her head to look at her son, who was sleeping on the table.

He seemed skinny, but compared to before, his face seemed to have a bit more color. She wondered if it was an illusion—she felt her son's condition was better than before.

Listening to his even, albeit weak, breaths, Liu Shurong let out a long sigh of relief, convinced,

As long as he's willing to eat, his health will improve sooner or later!

While pondering these thoughts, an enticing aroma directly teased her nose, prompting her to take a deep breath. Before she could react, she heard a lively young voice in her ear:

"Wow! Senior Brother Jiang's steamed ribs are delicious! The ribs are tender and fall off the bone easily, with a mouthful of rich meat and bean sauce flavor! It's delightful!"

"Who doesn't know the ribs taste good? The taro is just as delicious, absorbing the ribs' juices, so fragrant and glutinous!"

"I still prefer the chopped pepper fish blocks, the spicy peppers paired with tender, juicy fish—it's phenomenal!"

"I like the chopped pepper fish blocks too. Just the sauce alone can make me eat three bowls of rice!"

"..."

Turning her head, Liu Shurong found herself focused on her son Lele and hadn't realized that the canteen had opened. The entire dining area was filled with vibrant students, each holding a large tray of food, eating heartily while chatting and laughing.

Watching these students devour their meals, hearing their praises for the canteen's delicacies, and smelling the enticing scents wafting through the hall, Liu Shurong's stomach unexpectedly growled!

She subconsciously swallowed, silently marveling at Boss Jiang's superb culinary skills.

"Mom, it smells so good, I'm hungry!"

Just then, Liu Shurong suddenly heard a call. She turned her head and realized her son, who had fallen asleep, had woken up.

He stared intently at the nearby table, where several boys were hungrily consuming their food, eating with great enthusiasm.

At that moment, Liu Shurong saw a yearning in her son's eyes!

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