Old Master Yun sighed deeply and waved his hands before shaking his head. "Let's not talk about things from the past. Bixue, you have to remember that after I die, your only relative in the Yun family would be Bilu. You have to rely on each other. The rest are not your relatives. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Grandfather. I understand. You'll lead a long life. It upsets me when you say these kinds of things." Yun Bixue looked at her grandfather's head full of white hair. His words further perpetuated her sorrow and an urge to cry surged up in her heart.
"Okay. I'll stop saying those. I still have to see your wedding ceremony and my great-grandchildren. My body is still sturdy. I can even take care of your children for a couple of years." Old Master Yun's eyes leaked traces of longing as he looked at Yun Bixue.
