"Mother, please eat!"
Seeing dates in this season surprised You Kuan somewhat, but he still hesitated.
"If I tell you to eat, you eat!" Aunt You Er raised her eyebrows, "Are you also trying to upset your mother?"
In this era, filial piety was more important than the heavens. With that statement, You Kuan could only kneel, "Mother, do not be angry, your son will eat..."
He pinched a jujube from the handkerchief and bit into it, finding its taste sweet and exquisite, and before he knew it, he had eaten them all.
"How is it?" Aunt You Er asked expectantly.
"Indeed, it tastes extraordinary, unlike ordinary food," You Kuan answered honestly. Then, his complexion changed, he took a deep breath and felt a sudden relief in his lungs, no longer feeling the urge to cough, and he exclaimed in surprise, "My child feels much better now..."
"It really works, it really does,"