"Ah, this--" Fan Huang was suddenly called upon, so he was taken aback.
Although he mentally supported his daughter's resistance to feudal parental dictatorship, he dared not voice it out loud.
Under the overwhelming pressure from Chen Lijun, Fan Huang asked Jiaojiao.
"Did your sister-in-law ask you to pass on any messages?"
"Yes."
Jiaojiao pulled out a painkiller from her pocket and handed it to Fan Huang.
"My sister-in-law said she will always be your beloved daughter."
"..." Fan Huang's mouth twitched. Quite a filial one she is, remembering to bring her dad painkillers.
"Jiaojiao, take Luoluo to wash his hands and eat. I'm going to lie down in the room for a while," said Chen Lijun calmly as she turned to go. The two little radishes, Luoluo and Bobo, intuitively sensed something was off with their grandma.