"Grandma..."
"Grandma...?"
"Grandpa, have you seen Grandma?"
Little Yunjin woke up and felt the house was empty.
She struggled to climb down from the bed, trying to shake her grandfather's body, but was only met with a weak, dying cough.
Yunjin then remembered that her grandfather was sick, unconscious, and could no longer carry her to play in the fields like before.
With no other choice, Yunjin went out to seek help from the villagers.
As the child's cries woke up the entire village, all the villagers gathered, but could only look at each other with worried and helpless expressions.
The most respected old woman in the village sat in the middle of the ancestral hall, holding the three-year-old Yunjin in her arms, sighing softly:
"Yunjin, your grandmother has gone on a long journey. Would you like to stay with me tonight?"
"..."
