She tried hard to restrain herself from crying out loud and read every letter clearly.
One of her hands was always on Qiao's wrist, so she could clearly feel the passage of Qiao's life...
For Mrs. Qiao, the news of her son had long been her motivation to live.
She wants to wait for her son to come back and prove to everyone that her son is still alive!
This has almost become her obsession.
So, even though her body and spirit had been exhausted by years of hardship, she still persisted every day.
Now that the news had come back and her obsession had been fulfilled, she began to lose her temper.
This was the result that Xiao Lingling had long anticipated.
Because she could tell when they first met that Qiao's body was already at the end of its strength. She couldn't wait and it was too late.
That's why she was so anxious to find the truth.
She didn't want Qiao to leave with obsession and unwillingness. Such a good person shouldn't have such an ending.
But even though she had prepared herself mentally, she was still sad when the moment really came.
Fortunately, Mrs. Qiao was very happy. She listened to Xiao Lingling reading word by word, imagining the scene of her son talking to her in front of her, her face full of smiles.
Perhaps she felt that her time was running out, so she weakly raised her hand and interrupted the sound of the little bell.
She turned to look at Xiao Lingling and said weakly, "Good child, thank you. But, I want to ask you to tell my child a message, okay?"
Little Bell smiled while holding back her tears, "Of course, Grandma Qiao, you say so."
Mrs. Qiao smiled and said, "Just tell him that I am very happy to be his mother in this life.
He doesn't need to feel guilty about me. I just went to find his father and told him the good news that he got married and had children, so that he could be happy too.
Let them live in harmony and good health. His father and I will protect him."
After saying these words, she gasped for breath several times as if she had no strength left.
"As for this eight taels of silver, please help me with my funeral arrangements.
I gave ninety taels to the villagers to thank them for taking care of me over the years.
As for the remaining one hundred taels, I'll leave it to you. Good child, this is grandma's thank you gift, you must accept it.
I am content. As long as my son is still alive, I have no regrets!
After saying that, she breathed hard and looked at Xiao Lingling intently.
Only after Xiao Lingling nodded in agreement did she force a smile, clutching the letter from Zheng Rong tightly in her hand, and left...
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