“It’s that child…he looks just like him, he’s my grandson…” Huizi murmured to herself, very excited, but her feet felt like they were made of lead, and she couldn’t take another step.

Ding Ba and Lu Mo had already arrived at the door.

Without Lu Mo's introduction, Ding Ba knew who Hui Zi was. His eyes reddened, his throat tightened, and he leaned against the door frame, his eyes blurry with tears. Hui Zi sat there weeping, the grandmother and granddaughter facing each other in silence, tears streaming down their faces.

Lu Mo and Ye Qingqing stood quietly without making a sound.

After a long while, Keiko finally stood up and slowly walked towards Dingba. She reached out her trembling hand to touch his face, but when she got close, her hand stopped and froze in mid-air.

"My child, I'm so sorry, I've made you suffer!"

Suddenly, Huizi bowed deeply to Dingba, who was startled and quickly knelt down. Huizi also knelt down, and the two embraced each other, crying and laughing at the same time.

Ye Qingqing sniffed and wiped her tears on Lu Mo's clothes. She couldn't bear to see this kind of scene; it made her cry too. It was too painful.

Lu Mo found it amusing, gently flicked her red nose, and teased her softly, "Reunion is a joyous occasion, why are you crying?"

Ye Qingqing wiped her hands on his clothes again, then glared at him, "Can't I be happy for Eighth Brother!"

"Then go ahead and cry, here's a handkerchief!"

Lu Mo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her. He had to go back to the company soon, and it would be unseemly for him to be covered in tears. Ye Qingqing was so angry that she wiped her hands on his clothes a few more times. He actually disliked her, so she decided to wipe them off.

Seeing Ye Qingqing acting like a rascal, Lu Mo helplessly put away his handkerchief and let the girl wipe herself. He figured he could just go home and change his clothes first.

Ding Ba wiped away his tears and looked at Gong Zhu on the bed. "What's wrong with my mother?"

He helped Huizi up, and the two walked to the bedside. Looking at Gongzhu, who was as thin as a skeleton, Dingba felt as if his heart was being stabbed with a knife.

Ye Qingqing helped explain, "Your mother is suffering from severe blood and qi deficiency, and she is also heartbroken and lovesick, which has damaged her internal organs. She needs to be recuperated slowly."

"Please, Qingqing, just tell me what medicine you need and I'll try to get it for you." Ding Ba bowed to Ye Qingqing.

Lu Mo rolled her eyes at him. "You can get the money, but can you find the medicinal herbs?"

Ding Ba chuckled, forgetting what Lu Mo did for a living. He turned to Hui Zi and said, "Don't worry, my brother's wife is a miracle doctor. She can definitely cure my mother. Let's move first. We can't stay in this shabby place anymore. Come stay at my place!"

It's such a small place that it's hard to even turn around. His grandmother and mother must feel so cramped living there.

Ding Ba started to pick Gong Zhu up from the bed, but Hui Zi stopped him. "No need to bother. I won't go back to that house. Just stay here. Your mother and I are used to it!"

The Gong family home held too many memories for her, both sweet and painful. The moment she was shot, she vowed never to have any contact with the Gong family again, and she would never repeat her mistakes.

Ding Ba paused for a moment, then understood her thoughts and said, "If you don't want to go back, then don't. I'll rent you a big house. This house is too small; it's even difficult for my mother to take a walk. A big house would be better for my mother to recuperate, right?"

Huizi hesitated, but Ye Qingqing helped persuade her, and finally she relented.

Lu Mo smiled and said, "No need to rent a big house. My house is empty. You can have someone tidy it up and you can move in."

Ding Ba hurriedly called his subordinates, ordering them to find someone to clean the house and buy furniture. "Hurry up, the sooner the better, or I'll make you work as a sojourner!"