Liam Quincy was momentarily at a loss for words, then spoke as if it was only natural.
"Grandma, how will you know if the sunlight is good or not without moving inside?"
The old lady couldn't retort for a moment and didn't know how to resolve the situation. She pressed her lips tightly together, watching her grandson Liam Quincy about to speak again,
quickly turned over, facing away from Liam Quincy, and said sulkily.
"I have a headache; don't say anything more."
Reaching this point, it was hard for Liam Quincy not to figure out what the old lady was thinking, so he had to offer her a way out.
"Then grandma, where would you like to live?"
Hearing this question, the old lady was greatly pleased; her grandson Liam Quincy was so smart, knowing what she wanted.
The old lady pretended to cough, then spoke four words.
"Nancy's home."
Both Liam Quincy and Nancy Sutton were shocked, as the old lady was facing Nancy Sutton directly and instantly saw her expression.
