Jiang Xianmei listened to Jiang Yuzhu's excited descriptions and mimicked movements, and at the beginning, her brows involuntarily furrowed, revealing a motherly concern.
But as the happiness and excitement in Jiang Yuzhu's expressions became undeniable, her heart gradually softened, and her brows also relaxed.
"Yuzhu, you child," Jiang Xianmei finally sighed, her voice containing helplessness, but even more, tenderness.
"Seeing how happy you are, I can't very well say anything more. But remember, your health is your capital for the revolution, no matter how happy you are, you have to take care of yourself."
Jiang Yuzhu felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing her aunt's last words and nodded hastily, "I know, Auntie, I will be careful. Thank you for your concern."