Mother Zhu wanted more. She couldn't wait to go broke and spend all her money on this rice. It was simply a tremendous miracle that her mother, who had terminal stomach cancer, could recover after eating this rice and without taking any medication.
One could imagine how precious the rice was. Where did her precious son get this treasure from?
The more Mother Zhu thought about it, the more convinced she was. She was just about to continue talking to her son, when Father Zhou called again. Mother Zhu hurriedly picked up the call and told Zhu Bocheng to stay put and not move. "Chengcheng, your grandpa is calling. Mom will answer the call first!"
Only then did she get up to answer the phone. "Dad!"
Father Zhou was no less excited than Mother Zhu at that moment, and maybe even more so. Father Zhou now confirmed that it was the rice sent by his daughter. Ever since his daughter sent him the rice, Mother Zhou's appetite improved.
