She flipped the food in the wok, patted it gently with the spatula, and then said to the grandmother, "It's ready, ma'am." Then she turned to Mrs. Zhang—Liu Yunlan's mother—who was tending the fire under the stove, and said, "Mother-in-law, just a low flame is needed now."
Mrs. Zhang hummed in agreement.
Juhua called out to Mrs. Zhang, "Auntie, why are they making you tend the fire?"
Mrs. Wang laughed. "We tried to stop her, but she insisted on helping. She sent Niuniu to look after Hulu and wouldn't let me do anything either. Even your mother feels embarrassed."
Mrs. Zhang quickly said, "Grandmother, why say such things? Now I'm the one who's embarrassed. Juhua, I'm not just here to work. I just wanted to join in the fun and sit here to chat with Aunt Ma and Grandmother. Your mother isn't feeling well, and I'm a bit of a chatterbox. I was worried I'd annoy her, so I came to the kitchen. Please don't laugh at your auntie."
