At that time, being suddenly reminded by Ji Shuyuan, Ji Ying felt the timidity of approaching her hometown.
Ji Ying had grown up in the county since she was a child, and by a chance encounter, she met the honest and reliable Xu Qinghe, and impulsively decided to marry him. Her parents had advised against it, but they couldn't persuade her. Over the years, no matter how tough or tiring it got, she never complained or expressed her fatigue.
Her three older brothers doted on her, occasionally offering her support, which made her days bearable.
After her father and eldest brother moved to South City, their meetings had become less frequent, only about once a year.
"Grandfather is getting old and really misses Aunt." Ji Shuyuan spoke slowly, "Before the New Year, we originally planned to visit Aunt to celebrate, but, because Grandfather fell ill, we couldn't make it."
"What?"
Ji Ying abruptly stood up and said, "Shuyuan, that's not what you told me back then!"
