Qian Yijin saw Old woman Qian like this and, overcome with sorrow, tears streamed from his eyes. He went over to massage the old lady and, weeping, said, "Great-grandma, no matter what becomes of Jinwa, she will always be your great-grandchild. Jinwa will never forget, when I was small and often hungry, Great-grandma would conjure up delicious things to eat as if by magic. Sometimes it was an egg, sometimes a piece of malt sugar, sometimes a few slices of fatty meat..."
As Qian Yijin sobbed, Zhang Zhongkun had been massaging the old lady the entire time. Suddenly, he felt that her body seemed to soften a bit. He excitedly said, "Keep talking, the old lady's body is softening."
