Dawn.
Daybreak pierced the darkness, and the white mist began to fade.
"Grandma, make sure you eat well."
Ye Jianrou waved goodbye, looking back again and again. Finally, she gritted her teeth, forced herself not to turn around, and hurried away.
Gradually, in Grandma Ye's eyes, her small figure grew blurrier and blurrier until she disappeared from view completely.
THUD!
The next moment, Grandma Ye collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
After a good while, Grandma Ye recovered enough strength to support herself and return to her bed, her breath frail.
If her body hadn't been on the verge of collapse, she would never have let Ye Jianrou go to work before her life force was fully restored.
'I can't die. I can't die. I have to see my dear granddaughter grow up. I have to find a good husband for her.'
Grandma Ye was on her last breath, lying sick in bed.
The cold wind whistled, and the flame of her life flickered.
