"Grandpa!"
Niuwa hugged Uncle Niu's legs, tears streaming down one after another.
Uncle Niu was stunned for a long while, and finally realized that this was not a dream.
He looked at Niuwa, who was thinner than before, wearing old clothes, likely picked up from someone else's wardrobe.
The only thing that comforted Uncle Niu was that the little guy's face and body were clean, not appearing to have suffered much.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and trembled as he reached out toward Niuwa…
Then, he pushed him away.
Caught off guard, Niuwa fell on his butt. His hands supported him on the ground, leaving behind trails of blood.
He looked up at his grandfather, bewildered and at a loss.
Uncle Niu's eyebrows twitched, showing a disgusted expression.
He clenched his fists tightly, held onto his trembling fingers, and hid his hands behind him.
