Chapter 321: Little Jue, I'm sorry... ...

Ling Jue squatted down and gently stroked her back. Her throat seemed to be blocked. It took her a long time to make her own voice. "...Are you okay?"

"Ahem... I'm fine." She chuckled and raised her head to pat her head. "Xiao Jue..."

Ling Jue lowered her head and nodded silently. Her eyes were burning.

Seeing her like this, she chuckled and leaned against the sofa, panting. "I'm fine. I feel fine... Ahem..."

Ling Jue moved her lips, but she did not say anything.

She was wondering if she should take out the recording pen. However, if her grandmother left, she would not be able to hear what her daughter was saying to her.

However, if she gave it to her now, would it affect her illness even more?

"Help me sleep for a while." Grandma reached out her wrinkled hand and held her.

Ling Jue helped her into the room and into the bed. The old woman's lips curled into a smile as she slowly entered her dream.

Ling Jue watched her calm down before she left the house in peace.

She sat on the sofa and continued watching TV. She switched to another channel that was playing a cartoon. She lay on the sofa in a daze as she listened to the voice of a child.

...

The next day, her grandma did not wake up. Auntie Shi had already prepared the meal. Ling Jue knocked on the door.

"Come in." The voice of an old woman came from inside.

Ling Jue pushed the door open and entered. She found her grandma sitting on the bed in a daze. She smiled when she saw Ling Jue. "Come here, Xiao Jue."

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Yes."

"After I die, bury me in the back mountain of Mingxi village. Then, the land deed is at home. I've put it in a small cabinet in my room. I've already written my will before I came here. I'll leave everything to you."

"..."

"If Qinglian comes back, I might be able to see her from the top of the mountain..."

"..." Ling Jue nodded speechlessly and handed her the recording pen that she had kept in her pocket for the whole night.

She had never heard what was inside, but after struggling with it for the whole night, she decided to give it to her.

"She sent someone to bring it here."

"Qinglian?" Hearing that, the old woman took it excitedly, but did not release it. She just held it in her hands fondly with tears in her eyes.

Ling Jue turned around and walked out. This could be considered a one-on-one time with the mother and daughter.

However, she had been paying attention to the situation inside. Soon, she heard loud laughter from inside.

Grandma pushed the door open and walked out. Her face was pale. She looked at Ling Jue with a smile. "Xiao Jue, let's eat breakfast first."

Ling Jue could not understand her expression. Was she happy or unhappy?

The two of them had breakfast. Auntie Shi went back. Ling Jue sat at home while grandma sat under a rocking chair under a big tree with a few cats in her arms.

School would start in two or three days. She did not do any homework during the holiday.

She did not seem to have any homework.

For the next two days, Ling Jue stayed with the old woman in the courtyard house. Gu Ziming would come over occasionally, but Feng Yulin did not appear again.

That morning, Ling Jue went to ask the old woman to eat as usual, but she reached out her hand to her while panting.

"Xiao Jue..."

Ling Jue quickly went forward to hold her hand and sat down by the bed. Her eyes were slightly warm. "Grandma..."

"Xiao Jue... I'm sorry." Her cloudy eyes were a little moist. "It's my fault... I'm sorry to Qinglian, I'm sorry to you... Grandma might not be able to get up... I've caused you a lot of trouble lately... Xiao Jue..."

However, Tang Yuan was hopping around anxiously. "Lord Jue, give her a slap! Give her a slap, and we'll know anything we want! Lord Jue! Hurry!"

"Xiao Jue, I'm sorry..."

Ling Jue did not move. She watched as the old woman's hand gradually dropped to the ground.