Chen Qiu had initially wanted to stay and take care of the old woman, but the old woman refused and allowed her to stay with her eldest son and her child.
The old woman, her eyes red, looked at the people behind Chen Qiu. They were all unfamiliar women, dressed in fine clothes. Two of them, standing in front, had children with them. After looking them over, the old woman asked, "Where's Jiawang? Where's my eldest grandson? Is he busy somewhere?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Qiu could no longer hold back her tears and burst into sobs. Even Yan Chao and Yan Zhili looked rather grim.
Yan Chao said, "Mother, let's go inside and sit down to talk slowly."
Looking at the unfamiliar people and then at her aunt, Baojie had a bad feeling. Her cousin was the most sensible and was very close to her grandmother; there was no way he wouldn't come to pick them up.
The beautiful woman stopped looking at her husband. Her lips trembled and her face was pale. She searched carefully but couldn't find her sister-in-law's son. She then looked at her husband, as if waiting for him to tell her the answer.
Yan Zhili stepped forward to help her mother, saying, "Mother, we..."
"Where is my Jiawang? Where is my eldest grandson?" The old woman ignored her son and pressed on, "Where is Jiawang?"
Yan Chao's eyes reddened, and he beckoned the three children who had been standing behind him to come over: "This is your grandmother, call her grandmother."
Also present was a woman standing next to the child. One of the older women spoke first: "Brother Xu, Sister Zhen, quickly call her Grandmother."
The other woman, who was also very beautiful, looked rather displeased and said with a pursed lip, "Call her grandmother."
The old woman wasn't having any of it. She stared at her eldest son, her voice sharp: "Where is my grandson? Where is my family's honor?"
Chen Qiu looked at her mother-in-law and said, "Mother, we... I'll take you to see our home."
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