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Mrs. Lin was so overwhelmed with emotion that she began to cough again. Muniang quickly supported her, "Mother, are you alright? Take a deep breath and sit down."
Qingya had already brought over some hot tea, and Muniang hurriedly fed it to Mrs. Lin.
Lin Kexin couldn't help feeling distressed as she looked at Mrs. Lin, "Sis, how did you get into this state?"
The last time Lin Kexin saw Mrs. Lin was four years ago, on the Lin Family elders' final visit to the Qiao family to see their daughter, bringing Lin Kexin along. At that time, Lin Kexin was only twelve years old, but she clearly remembered that Mrs. Lin was still very healthy.
Mrs. Lin sighed, "I've gotten old, and no longer of much use."
Muniang glared and said, "You're not even thirty yet, how can you be old?"
Mrs. Lin laughed softly, "Alright, alright, I'm not old. My daughter, you have quite the temper."
