Zheng Lingling humbly replied: "It's no trouble. What could be so hard for me?"
I guess this old witch does have a bit of a conscience, acknowledging my daily hustling.
"Then I'll go upstairs first."
"Alright mom."
Mrs. Zheng turned and went upstairs. In no time, Zheng Lingling brought up the ginseng soup.
"Mom, Dad, this is today's ginseng soup."
Just as Mrs. Zheng was about to say something, Mr. Zheng spoke: "Thank you, Lingling, we'll drink it later."
Zheng Lingling nodded, "Dad, you should drink it sooner, its effectiveness decreases once it gets cold."
Mr. Zheng nodded in agreement.
Without overthinking, Zheng Lingling turned and left.
Then, Mrs. Zheng proceeded, "Why didn't you tell her earlier, so she won't make these supplements anymore?"
Mr. Zheng responded: "We just came back from outside today. If we immediately tell Lingling not to make these supplements, it would arouse suspicion, right?" Normally, there are no secrets among family members.
