Ning Ran slowly opened her eyes, instinctively hugging her grandson and looking at the couple who had just walked in.,Ning Ran gently patted her grandson's little belly, stroking the wisteria on his head. Her eyes were filled with sadness as she reminisced: "My mother was also around this age when my father pushed her to the ground, breaking her lumbar vertebrae. She couldn't get out of bed and eventually died there.",She whispered softly about her longing for her mother.。