"It's just a cup of water. Sit down." Jiang Mei picked up the kettle in the room and poured two cups of boiling water for them, handing each a cup, then said as she noticed they were both silent, "Afang is just like that. You don't need to rush. The doctor said she'll get better. It's just a matter of time."
"Why do I feel like it's a mental block?" Manman's sharp eyes immediately pointed out that the issue didn't seem to be something wrong with her brain.
"She's a college student now. Educated, cultured, with her own thoughts." Jiang Mei said, "So Wensheng and I already discussed this beforehand—we can't control her too much. He just doesn't agree."
"Second Sis?"
"Don't be fooled by how she seems to not recognize anyone. But doesn't she remind you of your Little Nana?"
Jiang Mei's comment hit the mark. Manman held her cup, imitating her daughter's pout.
