Chapter 24 Recovery
The woman subconsciously took the bowl of soup from the little girl, drank it in small sips at first, then simply threw away the spoon, picked up the bowl of soup and swallowed it in big gulps.

The way she ate so lavishly shocked everyone who knew her.

Especially Mr. Wan, who was stunned and felt a sour feeling in his heart, and his eyes turned red.

He turned sideways, raised his sleeve and kept wiping away his tears, but the more he wiped, the more tears flowed and he couldn't stop them.

Tears flowed out wildly, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time were also vented out.

When Ah Qi saw the old man's look, he said nothing. He just silently handed him a piece of clean cloth and watched the old man wipe away the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

Ah Qi comforted him softly, "Grandpa, the hard times are over, and things will get better and better in the future."

Mr. Wan nodded desperately, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt much more relaxed.

The hard days of the past that seemed to have no end are finally coming to an end.

Just as Ah Qi said, things will get better and better in the future.

Most definitely!
When the little girl saw her mother drinking so heroically, she exclaimed in excitement and a bright smile appeared on her face.

When she smiled, she finally looked like a child, so innocent and carefree, and laughter always came so easily.

The woman finished her bowl of soup quickly. Just as she handed the bowl back, she saw another bowl of steaming soup being brought to her.

Xu Qing had seen her drinking so heartily before, so he knew that one bowl of soup would definitely not be enough, so he brought the entire soup pot over and let her drink as much as she wanted.

The woman was still a little reserved, hesitating whether to continue drinking. The little girl had already taken the bowl of soup, handed it to her like a treasure, and looked at her cautiously and expectantly.

It seemed that if she refused, the little girl would burst into tears on the spot.

The woman had no choice but to take the bowl of soup. The familiar aroma tempted her taste buds. She swallowed subconsciously, without hesitation, and without the need for a spoon, she took the bowl of soup and drank it in big gulps.

The rich aroma enveloped her body, and the delicious soup seemed to seep into her blood, making her feel a little tipsy, as if she was intoxicated by the wonderful taste.

She didn't know how many bowls of food she had drunk. The food and soup seemed to melt quickly as they entered her stomach, turning into energy and heat, which were transferred to every corner of her body, nourishing her dry body.

She was like a withered seedling that was suddenly watered by the rain. The dormant parts of her body woke up one after another, desperately trying to absorb this rare nutrition.

While her body was being nourished, this power slowly flowed into her dry heart.

Just like the sun piercing through the haze, suddenly, this boring world becomes extremely vivid.

Those beautiful pasts hidden in her memory, the laughter and joy of their family in the past, seemed to be dug out from the corner of her memory and placed intact before her.

Things she thought she had forgotten long ago, things she thought she no longer needed, beautiful memories that only brought her deeper pain and despair, resurfaced one by one.

Only this time, these memories brought her not only despair, but also the joy and happiness she had long forgotten. These joy and happiness encouraged her, guided her, took her hand, and let her gently turn over the memories of the past.

Her husband's hearty smile, her daughter's carefree laughter, and her father's stern yet loving gaze all appeared before her eyes and echoed in her heart.

The memories of pain and sadness were still in her heart, and they hurt her heart every time she thought of them. But this time, they only brought her pain, not complete despair.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, and her cheeks were already covered with tears.

The little girl looked at her worriedly, her tender face showing a sadness that didn't match her age. She was bearing the burden of life that shouldn't be hers.

A child like her should not know what worry is.

The woman reached out and touched her hair as usual, hoping that she would smile carefreely as before.

The little girl was stunned. The hand caressing her head was as warm as her memory, and the smile on her mother's face was as bright as her memory.

This was a scene that had only appeared in her dreams before, but now it was unfolding before her eyes.

Her eyes were instantly filled with tears, and she cried and threw herself into her mother's arms. She hugged her tightly and squeezed into her arms with such force that it seemed as if she wanted to embed herself into her mother's arms, as if the familiar mother would disappear again if she let go.

The woman let her hug her tightly, bitterness, guilt, and apology all surged into her heart. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to say to soothe the pain in each other's hearts. She could only keep whispering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The little girl was shaking her head desperately in her arms. She raised her head, her face was as messy as a kitten from crying. She showed the cheerfulest smile, like a carefree little fool.

This scene made everyone present burst into tears, needless to say, Mr. Wan, and Ah Qi was also crying his heart out, with snot and tears streaming down his face. He also wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms and cry, but he no longer had the chance.

Master Abei's face was also covered with tears. As a mother, she was even more moved by the scene in front of her and felt even more sad.

If one day she unfortunately falls ill, what will Ke Ling and A Mao do?

When she thought of the sad and painful expressions of the two children, tears welled up in her eyes.

In comparison, Xu Qing had the mildest reaction. His parents in his previous life remarried and remarried, and they lived well even without him. But he had never even met his parents in this life, so how could he be sad?
So Xu Qing simply wiped away her tears and quickly regained her composure.

After crying for a while, the woman's mood gradually calmed down. She looked at everyone with gratitude, struggled to get out of bed and wanted to kneel down and kowtow to them. This great ceremony was not enough to express the gratitude in her heart.

She knew very well that it was this dish that pulled her back from the brink of death. It not only restored her body to vitality, but also made her long-dead heart feel happiness and joy again, and gave rise to her desire and hope for life again.

This is the great benefactor who gave her a second life!
Master Abei hurriedly helped her back to bed: "Don't do this, your body hasn't fully recovered yet, you need to rest well."

Mr. Wan also wiped away his tears at this moment, and regained his usual calm demeanor. He echoed, "Master Abei is right. You need to take good care of yourself and get well soon. If Alang comes back and sees you like this, he will be so sad."

(End of this chapter)