Yang Mengchen's eyes were faintly moist, a telling sign of the hardships Liu's Grandparents's House had been enduring. Yet, they often helped her own family, borrowing money to treat her illnesses every time she fell ill. This affection was something she would never forget for as long as she lived.
"Eh? Isn't that the second grandson of the Old Liu Family?" A middle-aged woman with a sharp chin and droopy triangular eyes exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the three siblings. "What fine things have they brought for their grandparents this time?" she asked, peering into the carriage with a distinctly greedy look in her eyes.
