Huang Yi and his elder brother arrived home in an hour.
He threw down the car and rushed into his grandmother's room, where all the family members had already gathered.
Huang Yi kneeled down with a thud because in the countryside, when a person is nearing death, they are not on the bed, but are put on the door board to take their last breath.
"Grandma, I'm back, I'm back." The eighteen-year-old young man clung to the old lady's hand and cried.
The old lady opened her eyes and looked at the grandson kneeling before her, "Huang Yi, Grandma sees you. Good, you've grown up into a big boy. Grandma can rest assured now."
"Grandma."
"Stop crying, remember, you are part of the Huang Family."
"Grandma, I know, I know."
The old lady glanced at the second daughter-in-law, who was no longer part of the Huang Family. She had been strong all her life but in the end, felt she hadn't done right by this group of four. She hadn't managed her son well.
"Wenhua."
"Auntie."
"Do you blame me?"
