A soft sobbing sound came from the inner room.

The Sun family built a new house, and Old Sun insisted on bringing his mother over; they couldn't live separately this time.

The best room on the second floor, facing south and sunny with a balcony, was given to Grandma by Old Sun, much to Tian Daying's dissatisfaction.

Not long after she got married, in order to treat everyone equally, her mother-in-law proposed to separate the family and live separately. Tian Daying had never been tormented by her wicked mother-in-law and was very pleased with herself.

Unexpectedly, her husband was blindly filial to his mother. Even though his mother didn't say anything, he insisted on bringing her to live with him.

How long have you kept the child?

Sun Lifang walked to the side and pulled Dajuan aside, asking, "Why didn't you tell me on the phone? When did Mom and Grandma have their argument?"

Tian Daying was sharp-tongued, and her grandmother, for the sake of family harmony, seemed no match for her mother.

"I found it half a month ago, and it's been crying at home every day." Dajuan had a bitter face. When the gods fight, the little devils suffer, and as a result, she has to make ends meet and doesn't dare to relax for a moment.

"Big sister, why do you think this is?" Dajuan asked, puzzled. "Grandma is at an age where she should be enjoying her retirement, and instead of taking her own grandson to raise as someone else's child... I have no problem with raising him; she can just use her own allowance to feed him. But she insists on registering him in the household registration. Why is that?"

Yeah, why?

Grandma was able to raise three sons all by herself. There are many troubles around a widow's door. She was a feisty and capable woman with a lot of experience in dealing with people. Her sons were also filial.

Is it worth it for an abandoned baby?

Sun Lifang recalled that at this time in her previous life, Tian Daying went to the city saying he missed his daughter.

Perhaps she got tired of staying at home and ran away to intimidate her father.

No wonder Tian Daying wouldn't let her call her father back then.

She controlled her husband and son, turning the family into a complete mess. Rumors in town spread that she was being bullied by her wicked mother-in-law and had no other choice but to seek refuge with her daughter.

Sun Lifang immediately understood.

No wonder Grandma moved out of the new house and went back to her old mud house not long after.

When I called her, she said, "Older people don't get used to living with young people. I'm more at ease and quiet living alone."

Quiet?

It's just about avoiding arguing with Tian Daying.

This person, who is so fierce and decisive towards outsiders, completely loses that temper when dealing with his own family.

In order to raise other people's children, he is over sixty years old and in poor health. What is he trying to achieve?

No wonder Sun Lifang repeatedly tried to take her to the city to retire, but she refused.

So that's where it all started.

Thinking of this, Sun Lifang relaxed her brow and said to her sister-in-law Dajuan, "Leave this to me. You go and make dumplings first, and I'll call Grandma out to eat with us later."

After saying that, she walked to the door, knocked, and called out loudly, "Grandma, I'm back, please open the door."

The sobbing from the inner room stopped, and the entire second floor became eerily quiet.

"Grandma, I missed you, let me in!"

Sun Lifang pounded on the door and said in a gentle voice, "Have you eaten yet? It's so late. I'm starving. Come out and eat with me."

Thump!

A heavy thud came from inside the door, followed by footsteps.

"Eat it yourself if you want, don't bother me!" Grandma said, immediately telling people to leave.

Sun Lifang was secretly pleased; as long as he paid attention to her, that was enough.

"I just missed Grandma, didn't I? Does Grandma miss me?"

She used a high-pitched, coquettish voice, deliberately avoiding mentioning the matter, "Grandma, let me see you."

Grandma is a strong-willed person, and you definitely can't force her, so Sun Lifang adopted a very humble attitude.

She was raised by her grandmother from a young age, and even when she went to university, her grandmother took her to the train station and saved up her meager allowance to send her living expenses...

Sun Lifang used to receive all her warmth from her grandmother. Her grandmother replaced her parents, who favored boys over girls, and gave her love, allowing her to grow up healthily.

But in her past life, just when she learned that her grandmother had moved back to the old house and wanted to come back to visit, she suddenly miscarried...

Thinking about what would happen later, and how her grandmother would soon fall and become paralyzed on one side of her body due to a relapse of her rheumatism and pass away not long after, Sun Lifang's vision slowly blurred.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth and knock on the door even harder, saying, "Grandma, I must see you today. No matter what I say, I'll find the tools to open the door right now."

"Hammer or screwdriver? Forget it, let's just get someone to smash it! I don't care if they break the door, it's not my money anyway. Let my mom yell all she wants, I don't care!"

Her voice was relaxed and carefree as she called out to the door in a cheeky tone, "Dajuan, where's our toolbox? I need an axe!"

"You spendthrift brat! You dare try going there! Believe me, I'll beat you to death when I get out of here!"

Grandma came from a frugal era, and she was extremely careful with every stitch. When Sun Lifang said she was going to chop down the door, it scared her half to death.

Chop down the door? That would be terrible!

What kind of scoundrel have you become!

"I'll count to three, two, one, and if you don't open the door, I'm leaving."

Before Sun Lifang could even call out, the door opened.

"What are you making a fuss about? Do you think I wouldn't have the heart to hit you?"

Grandma, though outwardly fierce, shouted loudly, pulled Sun Lifang inside, and then closed the door.

Sun Lifang raised her eyebrows.

For so many years, they've been using the same scare tactic.

They still treat her like a child.

My grandma has always been like this. No matter what bad things she did, or what mischief she got into, she would always yell at her fiercely, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death when I get out of here!"

Grandma never hit the children, and she never laid a finger on her three sons when disciplining them.

Sun Lifang didn't believe her father, Old Sun, when he said this. Three boys, and their grandmother never hit them? In those days, how was that possible?

Only then did the father say, "Just because your grandma doesn't hit you doesn't mean your grandpa won't. Soldiers have a lot of strength."

Grandpa trained in the army and was very good at disciplining children. All three of his sons were well-behaved and obedient.

So Grandma really never hits children. She always has a dark face and pretends to hit someone, but she has never laid a hand on her.

Thinking of this, Sun Lifang's eyes welled up with tears, and she looked at her grandmother, "Grandma, I'm hungry."

In the past, whenever she said she was hungry, her grandma could always conjure up something delicious for her.

Sure enough, Grandma, who was about to speak, opened her droopy eyelids, glanced at her, and went to rummage through the bedside table.

He took a packet of cookies out of a red plastic bag and handed it to her; the newspaper that wrapped the cookies was stained with oil.

The old-fashioned leavened white sugar biscuits were handed to Sun Lifang with great care.

"Eat up." Grandma gave her a reproachful look. "Why did you come back? What are you doing running around like this while you're pregnant?"

"I missed you." Sun Lifang chuckled, eating a cookie that tasted just like the ones she remembered.

"What's there to think about? Don't you need money for the return trip? You don't know how to manage money at all!"

Sun Lifang stood up, chewing on a biscuit. Just as she was about to speak, her attention was drawn to a small bag moving around in the corner of the bed.