Jiang Xinru looked at her relaxed steps and couldn't help but lean closer to her husband, whispering in a voice only they could hear, "It can't be, right? They say young people are energetic and recover quickly, but shouldn't be like this? Is it possible that your son isn't up to par in this area?"
Lin Weidong involuntarily twitched his mouth, what kind of mother is this? Is there any mother who talks about her own son like that?
Xiao Xiao saw Jiang Xinru and Lin Weidong looking at her, and politely greeted the elders, "Good morning Uncle Lin, Aunt Jiang, and Grandpa Lin."
Old Mr. Lin finally looked up, his face smiling with lines, "Good, Xiao Xiao, did you sleep well last night? Come down and eat breakfast."
Xiao Xiao was just about to go downstairs when the door next to her opened, and Lin Junyang came out disheveled, rubbing his hair and looking sleepy.
