Lu Dongdong stepped forward and pulled up the crying Nanny Lu: "Mom, please don't cry. I have something I want to ask you."
"Mom will go make food for you right away." Nanny Lu cried in a daze, seemingly unclear about what her son said, and staggered towards the kitchen.
Lu Dongdong pushed Nanny Lu down onto the sofa: "Mom, we're not in a hurry to eat; besides, we can't eat right now. Please sit down, let's have a talk."
Lu Qingqing wiped her tears, went to the bathroom for a cold towel, and handed it to her mother: "Mom, wipe your face."
Wen Su stood up: "I'll cook, you all can talk." Lu Dongdong held him down: "Old Wen, if you're hungry, could you wait a little longer? Sorry."
Wen Su pulled him aside: "Old Lu, I'm not hungry, but look at Auntie's condition. She's probably been upset since she got the news.
