"Your parents and Xiaohan went back to your grandma's house."

Went to Anzhuang?

Lin Yin was puzzled: "Why did you go back suddenly? Did something happen?"

"That's right." Wang Feng sighed when he mentioned this.

"Something happened to your third uncle."

Lin Yin does have a third uncle, who is An Youcai’s father.

Lin Yin remembered that she had met Mr. An San once when she left more than a month ago. The old man looked quite pitiful at that time. How come something happened to Mr. An San after just one month of not seeing him?

"When did my parents and my brother go?"

"It wasn't long. It was gone early yesterday morning."

Lin Yin nodded, said goodbye, and immediately left the village and headed for Anzhuang.

Anzhuang——

Old Master An San has been ill for several days. Ever since An Youcai went in, his health has not been very good. Coupled with the fact that he cries every day, his physical condition has become even worse.

A month ago, his body couldn't hold out much longer.

Just a few days ago, he suddenly started to have a fever and started talking nonsense.

Old Mrs. An immediately called a doctor to treat the illness, but there was nothing she could do. Old Man An San was already very old, and his life... was probably coming to an end.

Everyone is destined to die, it’s just a matter of when.

Mr. An San’s condition has not been good since he started to have a fever a few days ago. Although his fever subsided in the middle, it came back again within two hours.

This went on for several days, and the situation didn't get better, but only got worse.

Old Man An San seemed to know that he couldn't hold on for much longer, and he had been living in the An family for some time. However, he struggled strongly and didn't want to live in the An family anymore. He wanted to go back to his own home.

At first I thought he was just making a fuss, but then seeing how persistent he was, I agreed.

An Zhi drove the carriage and sent him back to his own home. In the next few days, the An family went there to take care of Mr. An San.

Old Man An San was in a daze. When he was conscious, he recognized Old Man An and Old Lady An. When he was unconscious, he didn't recognize anyone and just muttered "son, son" and so on.

Old man An San had a fever again. There was nothing we could do but wash a towel with cold water and put it on his forehead to cool him down physically.

Old man An San was so delirious from the fever that he couldn't even open his eyes, and his hands were rummaging around.

"Son, you are talented. Don't abandon your father. Don't abandon your father..."

Old Mrs. An was so sad when she heard this.

Old Master An also sighed, not knowing what to say.

"Third brother is still thinking about his good-for-nothing son?!"

Old Mrs. An was both distressed and angry.

Mr. An San is a good man, but An Youcai is different.

This beast couldn't even explain what horrible things he had done behind the scenes, and he deserved this fate!

If An Zhi had such a character, Mrs. An would have been so angry that she would have cut off all ties with him long ago.

“Third brother, Youcai is not here, he is not here!”

Old Mrs. An spoke earnestly.

But Old Man An San didn't listen to anything and just kept muttering, "Youcai, how can you be so cruel? Don't you want your father anymore? Son, come back soon, don't leave your father..."

An Xin carefully took the towel off Mr. An San's forehead, washed it with cold water and then applied it again.

Old Master An San seemed to have had a nightmare, frowning and muttering all the time.