When Jiang Jinxiu returned from getting food outside, she saw a large group of people standing at the door of Gu Dashan's ward.

"Third Aunt, Third Aunt." Little Fangfang was the sharpest and was the first to spot Jiang Jinxiu returning with her meal.

Jiang Jinxiu walked closer and patted the little guy's head: "Little Fangfang, you still remember your third aunt? Here, here's a candy for you."

As he spoke, he took out a White Rabbit milk candy from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Fangfang.

The little guy was overjoyed when he saw the candy: "Thank you, Auntie!"

"Big brother, second brother, second sister-in-law, you've arrived, please come in."

Sun Xiaomeng was very happy to see Jiang Jinxiu return. She took Jiang Jinxiu's hand and said, "Third sister-in-law, when did you come back? You didn't even tell us."

Sun Xiaomeng's question echoed the thoughts of both men; they also wanted to know when she had returned.

Everyone was looking at her.

"I just got back a few days ago. My mother is with my father, so I'm staying here with her," Jiang Jinxiu replied with a smile.

Yang Dongmei calmed down when she heard the children's voices.

She turned her back to the children to compose herself before opening the door and letting them in.

A group of people squeezed into the ward, making it seem much smaller.

Whether it was Jiang Jinxiu's imagination or not, the moment everyone entered, Jiang Jinxiu seemed to see Gu Dashan's fingers twitch slightly.

She pointed at Gu Dashan lying on the bed and shouted, "Mother, Mother, Father's hand seems to have moved."

Upon hearing this, everyone crowded forward to find out what was going on.

"Brother Dashan".

"father."

...

But this time, no matter how much everyone shouted, Gu Dashan did not respond at all.

"Quickly, call him Grandpa," Sun Xiaomeng urged her son, Fangfang.

"Grandpa, Grandpa~" The child's sweet voice rang out in the ward.

Gu Dashan kept his eyes closed, his breathing normal, and his face remained expressionless as always.

There was no further movement with his hands.

"Quick, quick, get a doctor to check on Dad." Jiang Jinxiu remembered something and pushed Gu Laoda, who was closest to her, to go find a doctor.

Nurse Chen, who happened to be passing by the ward, heard this and took Gu Dashan to find Dr. Liu.

Dr. Liu arrived and performed another routine check-up. The results were the same as before, with no changes.

He looked at the family and said, "I know you all hope he can wake up. To be honest, I feel the same way. But this time, you may have really misjudged him. After all, he has been lying down for ten years."

Yes, Gu Dashan has been bedridden for ten years. How many decades does one have in a lifetime?

Yang Dongmei's tears flowed involuntarily as she sobbed.

Jiang Jinxiu walked to her side, put her hand on her shoulder and comforted her, "Mother, I'm sorry."

She felt truly sorry, because she had given them hope, but then...

The others were also upset, but they didn't say anything.

Their eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping that the man who had been lying in bed for ten years would really wake up.

...

In September, the sun in Guangxi Province is scorching.

The scorching sun baked the earth, and the cicadas in the trees were struggling to tear at their throats, making a nagging noise that was annoying to hear.

Only Gu's eldest sister-in-law, Yang Zhaodi, was busy at home.

The intense heat enveloped her, but she didn't care.

He wiped the sweat from his face and continued with his work.

Suddenly, Little Black started barking and ran outside.

Yang Zhaodi came out to investigate upon hearing the noise and saw a group of people moving tiles from Lao San's house.

Xiao Hei was roaring at them, trying to make them stop what they were doing.

But everyone ignored Xiao Hei Ri.

Xiao Hei stepped forward to try to pull them apart, but was surrounded and attacked by several men, making a whimpering sound.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

A young man in his early twenties with a pointed face and monkey-like features stepped out from the crowd.

He smiled and said to Yang Zhaodi, "Sister, it's me."

That's right, the person in front of us is Yang Zhaodi's younger brother, Yang Wei.

When Yang Zhaodi saw her younger brother, her heart pounded: "What are you doing? Tell them to stop right now. These are tiles from Gu Laosan's house."

Yang Wei said with a grin, "I know, I just need to borrow it. I'm building a new house. Sister, you know our old house is really dilapidated. A typhoon hit recently and two rooms collapsed. If we don't build a new house, we'll have nowhere to live. Sister, could you lend me two hundred yuan?"

Yang Zhaodi's eyes widened, her anger rising: "I have no money. Make them stop right now, or I won't be able to explain when Lao San and the others come back."

As she spoke, she went over and shoved those people.

But Yang Wei pulled him back.

"Big sister, you used to love me the most, how could you bear to leave me homeless? Waaah..." He hugged Yang Zhaodi's leg and started wailing.

"I know, it must be because Mom hurt you last time, but that was something Mom did herself, what does it have to do with me? How can you just ignore me? Waaah..."

Yang Wei cried and shouted, accusing Yang Zhaodi of neglecting him.

Yang Zhaodi felt a pang of sympathy as she looked at Yang Wei, who was clinging to her leg and crying.

Yes, she used to love her younger brother the most. Whenever there was something good, she would always give it to him first.

This younger brother used to be her favorite person to follow.

Last time, it was because her mother went too far that she took her anger out on him.

But what did he do wrong? He was also pampered by her as he grew up.

Seeing her younger brother, who was in his twenties and was still crying to her, Yang Zhaodi's heart softened.

"Get up. You're a grown man, what kind of behavior is this?"

Yang Wei stubbornly clung to her feet, unwilling to get up, and said in a coquettish tone, "Hmph~ No matter how old you are, you'll always be my sister."

His voice also had a nasal quality.

He knew his sister always granted his every wish. If all else failed, he would throw a tantrum, and his sister would surely soften; this time was no different.

Yang Wei's men quickly moved all the tiles Jiang Jinxiu had bought to build her house, and even Xiao Hei was taken away without her noticing.

Yang Zhaodi stared at the empty space, unable to react for a long time.

She had an idea in mind: she would pretend she didn't know who took it, and if Jiang Jinxiu and the others asked, she would just say she didn't know. Anyway, everyone was out at work at this time, and no one saw it.

But she forgot that people who are working can also ask for leave halfway through the day.

"Sister, can you lend me two hundred yuan? I'm a little short of money to build a house."

Yang Zhaodi looked at her younger brother. She really wanted to lend him the money, but her family was completely broke and still in debt: "Xiaowei, you know that Mom came last time and took all the money. I really have no money left."

Yang Wei didn't believe it and went to her room to search for her himself.

Yang Zhaodi stopped him in time: "I really have no money left, and I'm still in debt. You should leave quickly before the rest of the Gu family comes back."

Yang Wei gave his sister a deep look. He understood what she meant, and remembering that his mother had visited his sister's house before, he turned around and left.