Shen Qiuhua was worried that Lan Ruozhu would tire himself out. She remembered when her daughter first introduced him to the family. The young man looked weak, which made Shen Qiuhua's heart ache for him.
Lan Ruozhu noticed Shen Qiuhua's worry and felt a warmth in his heart. He said, "Your tea is excellent, Godmother. I feel energetic after drinking it.
"I want to help make glutinous rice balls because I've never made them. I think it would be interesting. Besides, cooking isn't too tiring."
Shen Qiuhua saw Lan Ruozhu's excited expression. She smiled and nodded, saying, "You can help, but you must tell me when you're tired, okay?"
"I know." Lan Ruozhu smiled and went to the kitchen to help Su Binglan.
Meanwhile, Shen Qiuhua went to the room she had arranged for her Godson to stay. She took the blankets and mattresses she had prepared and placed them on the heated brick bed.
