Putting down the spoon, Dong Huang looked at Lu Jueyu and said, "Foster mother, Brother Lin told me before that his parents rarely go home and there is not much food at home. He usually goes to the foothills to look for food. But now he is injured, so he couldn't go to the mountain foothills. I was worried that he wouldn't have anything to eat and would starve."
After listening to her words, both Li Chenmo and Lu Jueyu knew that Dong Huang felt guilty about Feng Lin's injury and was worried about his situation. Eating meat dumplings, she felt even more guilty when she thought of Feng Lin, who might be starving at the moment.
"How about we send some dumplings to Xiao Lin later?" Lu Jueyu asked.
Upon hearing her words, Dong Huang's eyes lit up. She glanced at her brother and asked, "Foster mother, can we really give Brother Lin some dumplings?"
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