"Nannan, come," Madame Lu said as she breezed past Gu Mo in her wheelchair, placing the steaming bowl of noodles on the dining table in the small eating area.
When Manman followed Madame Lu, she glanced back cautiously at Gu Mo. Gu Mo was sitting in her wheelchair, her expression serene, and a smile with a hint of warmth in her eyes as she looked at Manman. Perhaps, only the slightly quivering fingers resting on the armrests of the wheelchair betrayed a hint of an unusual mood.
Madame Lu, holding a pair of long chopsticks, fished out noodles from the large bowl and told her daughter, "If she finds it difficult to eat from the big bowl, get her a smaller one."
"Okay," Manman replied hastily, walking into the kitchen to get two small bowls and soup spoons, among other things.
Madame Lu skillfully divided the noodles and soup into the small bowls, looking from any angle like a standard housewife accustomed to doing household chores.
