Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came up, and the grandson ran over, kneeling on the floor and asking, "Grandma, I'm back. Can you tell me a story","Pfft." Hu Wenyuan nearly choked on his tea when he heard this.,Ning Ran gently patted her grandson's little belly, stroking the wisteria on his head. Her eyes were filled with sadness as she reminisced: "My mother was also around this age when my father pushed her to the ground, breaking her lumbar vertebrae. She couldn't get out of bed and eventually died there."。