At the dining table, Grandma Yan was feeding Ye Qian the food which she had prepared by her own hands while relishing her old memories as she used to feed him the same when he was still small.
But then something happened five years ago and her son was nowhere to be found, to her this was even worse than a nightmare as she lost all her hope to live after getting the news that her only beloved son was missing and it was still unknown whether he was even alive or not.
But today she was feeling like she was not a 50 plus-year-old lady instead was about 30 when she used to dote on her son while she made his favourite delicacies and feed him with her own hands.
To any mother, this was more than all the money in the world and now Grandma Yan was feeling like she was the happiest mother in the whole world as she fed her son.
Unnoticed to her while she fed Ye Qian seeing his eyes moist even she teared up.
"Sniff..."
