Perhaps it was because she had been yelling so loudly just moments ago, the door to the inner room creaked open, and Tang Yuran's father looked at his daughter standing at the courtyard gate, his eyes faintly reddening as he said, "Youyou, you're here?"
"Dad..." Tang Yuran hadn't even walked into the courtyard when she felt a sudden sourness in her nose.
"Come in," Tang Yuran's father waved at her, his voice slightly hoarse as he said, "You really are something, coming all the way to Harbin alone without even telling us in advance, but never mind, at least you can still see your grandmother for the last time..."
"Grandma isn't dead??" Tang Yuran's eyes lit up instantly after hearing this.
Tang Yuran's father paused for a moment, then sighed, "Your grandmother will be cremated tomorrow... She is still in the hall of rest, go and kowtow to her."
The light that had just sparked in Tang Yuran's eyes was extinguished in an instant.
