Just as I was feeling peevish, Xia Yue came over with a glass of hawthorn juice.
"Here, grandparents, have some hawthorn juice to help with digestion. Otherwise, you might feel uncomfortable later." Xia Yue placed the hawthorn juice in front of them.
"Thank you, dear Xia Yue." The elderly men and women nodded and shared a laugh before taking a sip.
"Grandparents, why don't you take a moment to send a message or make a call to your families to let them know you're safe? We wouldn't want your sons or nephews to worry," Xia Yue said as she sat down with them.
"Alright, for your sake, we'll let them know not to worry. On any other day, we'd intentionally keep them worried for a little longer," Mr. Han replied, glancing at the others with a nod.
"Thank you, Mr. Han, why don't you make the first call?" said Xia Yue.
Mr. Han pulled out his phone, and it took him a good two or three minutes to remove his children, in-laws, grandchildren, and their spouses from his blocked contact list.
