Kun county, in the outskirts of Qingyu, Western Liang.
In a rundown old house behind a booming rice farm, an old woman lay in the middle of a bed completely swaddled by thick blankets.
The room was dim as all the windows had been shut to keep the cold breeze away.
However even with the closed window and lit fire on the side. The old woman did not feel warm, she shivered on her bed.
Yin Hui picked up a warm blanket for the chair by the fire and after spreading it out placed it over her grandmother. The old woman's hands shook as she pulled the blanket closer.
Tears pulled in her eyes as her gaze fell on her granddaughter, Yin Hui's face always reminded her of her youngest daughter who had died at 13 years.
She weakly stretched out her hand and with a raspy voice said, "Hui'er, come closer".
