Zheng Xianghong couldn't put it off any longer, and Gao Jiaxing, her son, had given her a stern look as he handed it over. If Zheng Xianghong delayed any further, Gao Jiaxing would be unhappy, so she had no choice but to take it.
Xia Xiao, on the other hand, wouldn't advise Gao Jiaxing to give a can to Gao Jiazhi and Sun Yuhua. Whenever little Weilin came over, she would readily make it for Weilin to drink, but now, Xia Xiao had completely lost all fondness for Sun Yuhua and wouldn't generously offer any to her.
After the kids tried the malt milk powder, they all fell in love with its taste, and having seen Gao Jiaxing give a can to Zheng Xianghong, they would crave Zheng Xianghong's malt milk powder whenever they got peckish.
Zheng Xianghong spoiled her grandchildren and would mix the drink for them morning and evening. Xia Xiao and Gao Jiaxing were speechless, but they didn't say anything about it.
