"His mom, she just... just doesn't live with him," the middle-aged man said.
"Not living together? Why? Did she go to work far away?"
Dou Dou tilted her little head, full of curiosity, and Duoduo also looked at the man with the same curiosity.
The middle-aged man sighed and slowly said, "After I passed away, his mom left, leaving him, who had just turned five, with his Grandma."
"What about Grandma? Grandma can make breakfast for him!" Duoduo couldn't help but ask, her little face full of worry.
"Half a year ago, Grandma had a stroke, and she's bedridden, unable to move. She even needs someone to feed her... The family's little savings have long been spent..."
"So he not only has to take care of Grandma but also has to support himself..."
The middle-aged man's voice choked slightly as he talked about these things.
He paused, his gaze fell on the little boy, full of pain.
