After not seeing her mother for many years, she had aged terribly. Even Chen Niannian felt that Liu Guihua looked unbelievably old.
Wan Qing stared silently at the person she called her mother. At that moment, as if by telepathy, Liu Guihua's eyelids twitched slightly, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she opened her eyes.
"Ling, is that you?" Liu Guihua saw Wan Qing at a glance, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Wan Qing nodded.
"Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming!" Liu Guihua looked at Wan Qing's youthful face and wondered if she was dreaming.
Women should be pampered. With years of good care and a cheerful mood, Wan Qing has become increasingly younger, looking like she's in her thirties. So much so that Liu Guihua was somewhat dazed when she saw Wan Qing.
"Mother...it's me, I'm back." Wan Qing felt an overwhelming sadness upon hearing her mother's voice, which she hadn't heard in a long time.
No matter how much resentment or hatred she had harbored in her heart, seeing her biological mother at this moment softened Wan Qing's heart, and she found it difficult to feel resentment anymore.
"Old woman, Ling'er is back," said Old Man Fang from the side.
Liu Guihua turned her dull eyes and saw Old Man Fang, then Fang Zhiyong. Only then did she realize that she wasn't dreaming.
"Ling'er, I'm so sorry, I deserve to die." Liu Guihua used all her strength to reach out and grab Fang Ling's hand.
"Mother..." When Wan Qing saw Liu Guihua's withered and thin arms, a sudden wave of sorrow washed over her, and she could no longer hold back her tears, which fell drop by drop.
Both mother and daughter burst into tears, which moved Chen Niannian deeply. Chen Niannian picked up a tissue from the table and handed it to Wan Qing.
When Liu Guihua looked up, she saw Chen Niannian through her teary eyes.
"Niannian?" Liu Guihua called out tentatively when she saw the pretty girl whose vague outline resembled the blond-haired girl from back then.
"Yes, it's me," Chen Niannian said generously.
"Good, he's really good-looking. Alas, what a pity..." Liu Guihua thought of the boy who had been sold.
“There’s nothing to regret. We’ve found my brother, and the three of us are doing very well now.” Chen Niannian understood the meaning in Liu Guihua’s tone.
"Really? You found it?" Liu Guihua's face was full of surprise.
"Yes, thanks to Niannian, we have found Panpan," Fang Ling repeated.
"Okay, okay, then I'm relieved, relieved." Liu Guihua was panting, but her face showed joy.
"This must be Panpan. She's really beautiful and looks just like Niannian," Fang Zhiyong said, praising Yue Jiaoyang.
Yue Jiaoyang: "......"
Chen Niannian: "......"
"This isn't Panpan. Panpan had something to do and didn't come back," Wan Qing explained, somewhat amused and exasperated.
"Uh..." Fang Zhiyong rubbed his hands together and smiled awkwardly.
“Next time you come back, bring him back. I want to apologize to him in person. It's all my fault; we've suffered the consequences.” Liu Guihua thought of the Fang family now—Fang Huibo was nowhere to be found, and the little girl had been abandoned by him in the deep mountains, not even a trace of her bones could be found…
"The Fang family line is completely wiped out!" Liu Guihua murmured, enduring the pain.
"Mother!" Fang Zhiyong's eyes welled up with tears when he heard this.
Chen Niannian and Wan Qing also learned about the Fang family's affairs over the years from Cao Yujiao. However, Cao Yujiao had only heard about it from her parents. The Fang family's little girl was lost in the mountains and carried away by wolves.
Therefore, Chen Niannian had no idea about Dongxiu's background at the time.
Seeing her family in such a state, Wan Qing felt a pang of sadness, but who could she blame but greed?
Everyone fell silent, leaving only Liu Guihua's sobs.
"It's getting late, let's not disturb Grandma any longer, let's go back and rest first," Chen Niannian suggested, seeing that Liu Guihua seemed to be in good spirits.
After all, everyone had been traveling all day and was indeed tired.
“Yes, you guys go back and rest first. I’m fine. Seeing you all makes me feel much better,” Liu Guihua said.
"Mother, are you really alright?" Wan Qing asked worriedly.
"It's alright, it's alright. Seeing you makes me feel much better." Liu Guihua did indeed look very energetic at this moment.
“Yes, daughter, go back and rest first. You can come back tomorrow,” Old Man Fang said.
"Okay, Mother, we'll come again tomorrow. We'll head back now." Wan Qing nodded in agreement.
Liu Guihua watched Wan Qing and her group leave the ward and closed her eyes with relief.
Wan Qing and the others stayed at a hotel near the hospital. Old Man Fang originally thought they were all going back to Fangjia Village, but when he saw that they were staying at a hotel, he quickly waved his hand.
"You guys stay at the hotel, I'm not staying here. It's too expensive here. I'm going back to take care of my wife," said Old Fang.
"It's alright, Dad. You've had a long day. Stay here. You'll need to take care of things tomorrow. It won't cost much," Wan Qing advised.
“Yes,” Chen Niannian agreed.
Old Fang declined again, but finally, under Wan Qing's strong persuasion, he gave in. He didn't want to upset his daughter whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
The next morning, everyone went to the ward again, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they saw Fang Zhiyong with tears streaming down his face.
When Fang Zhiyong saw Old Man Fang, Wan Qing, and the others, he burst into tears.
"Dad, Mom passed away early this morning!" Fang Zhiyong cried as he pointed to Liu Guihua, who was now cleaned up and dressed on the bed.
"What???!!" Old Fang rushed over, only to find Liu Guihua lying quietly on the bed, all the rescue equipment removed, and dressed in her funeral clothes.
"What exactly happened? Everything was fine last night!" Wan Qing felt a dull ache in her heart as she asked Fang Zhiyong urgently.
“When you left last night, Mother was in good spirits and even drank a glass of milk. But around 5 a.m. this morning, Mother suddenly couldn’t breathe and then she passed away…” Fang Zhiyong was still panicking as he recalled how Liu Guihua had stopped breathing in just a few minutes.
“I don’t know where you live or how to contact you, so I can only wait here. The hospital told me to finish packing by 8 o’clock so that the funeral home staff could come and pack. They have clothes and such, so I asked the funeral home staff to clean up my mother.”
Although they had expected this day to come, the Fang family never imagined that Liu Guihua would pass away so suddenly. They hadn't prepared anything, and by the time she was fully recovered, it would be too late to put on clothes. So, Fang Zhiyong had no choice but to make these arrangements for now.
"Did the doctor say what happened?" Chen Niannian asked, looking at Wan Qing's distraught expression.
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