"Auntie, don't be sad. Even if your grandson has sacrificed himself, with such a large sum of condolence money, your whole family can still make ends meet."
"Exactly, don't take it the wrong way, but the living are more important than the dead. You must keep in mind Little Niangao who hasn't grown up yet."
"Big sister, listen to me, save this money. Little Niangao is so young, his schooling and future endeavors will all depend on this sum."
"Yes, Xiao Guai is so smart, Little Niangao will surely be good at studying too."
"Sister-in-law Luo, is your grandson's condolence money really 5,000 yuan? That can't be true, I remember a child from my hometown sacrificed on the battlefield and only received two hundred yuan."
...
Listening to the well-meaning, the gloating, and the probing comments around her, Lin Xiaoguai and Luo Yufang felt their faces stiffen.
After finally sending everyone away, Luo Yufang sighed, "Really bad luck."
