Now, suddenly reminded by Ji Shuyuan, Ji Ying felt a sense of anxiety about returning to her hometown.
Ji Ying grew up in the county, and because of a chance encounter, she met the honest and good-natured Xu Qinghe. From then on, she was determined to marry him. Her parents had tried to persuade her otherwise, but couldn't change her mind. All these years, no matter how hard or tiring life was, she never complained.
Her three older brothers cared for her, occasionally helping out, so life was manageable.
Ever since her father and her third brother moved to South City together, they met much less, only once a year.
"Grandpa is getting old and really misses you, Aunt." Ji Shuyuan spoke slowly, "Before the New Year, we had originally planned to come and pay you a visit, but Grandpa fell ill, so we didn't make it."
"What?"
Ji Ying abruptly stood up and said, "Shuyuan, that's not what you said at the time!"
