She held his hand and came to the counter where meals were served, using her personal name to request another bowl of dough drop soup.
She was led by the boy to a small corner on the first floor, an area partitioned off by some fishing nets.
Su Mo handed the bowl to the boy, who cherished the soup as he crawled into the netting area, and rustling sounds emerged from within.
"Grandma,"
"Yangyang, where did you get the food from? Did you steal it?" The elderly woman's voice inside sounded somewhat panicked.
The boy kept explaining, and just in time, Su Mo spoke up, "I gave it to him."
She squatted in front of the curtain; the space inside was very small, so she didn't enter.
The woman turned around, saw Su Mo, and knowing it was another adult who had come from City B, she quickly handed the bowl back, "Miss, my grandson doesn't know any better, don't..."
Before she could finish saying "mind," Su Mo pushed the bowl back, "I said it's for you."