When Jing Ning heard this, she burst into tears. She could not believe that her mother was about to leave her.
"Don't cry, child, don't cry."
Mother Jing heard her daughter's crying. At the last moment, she stammered these words from her throat.
When Jing Ning heard her mother's voice, she quickly ran over and surrounded the bed. She stretched out her hands and tightly held her mother's old and shriveled palms.
"Child, this day will come sooner or later. Your mother won't be able to accompany you forever. These past few years, your brother has been doing business outside, so you've been staying in the shop to accompany me. You've missed the age to enter the school."
Jing Ning's mother coughed as she spoke. Even though the people around her tried their best to stop her, she still wanted to finish what she wanted to say.
