This action warmed Ji Anning's eyes, and she pushed her mother's hand back, her voice tinged with a nasal sound, "Mom, don't be like this, even if we're just talking about a meal, I have my own money, you keep it for yourself."
For so many years, her parents had no income of their own and relied entirely on help from the Ji Family. This little bit of money was also saved by her mother from living frugally.
Looking at the small house, Ji Anning's heart was indescribably sour.
She had left this home at the age of six and had never formally returned. Her feelings for this home and for her parents had also become increasingly distant, but out of sight, out of mind, once seen
"Hmm." Her mother nodded, "Then Mom is leaving."
Ji Anning raised her hand and waved at her, "Be careful on your way."
Ji Anning stood at the door, making sure her mother had gone downstairs and out of the building before she went back into the house.
