There was a moment of silence.
Old Woman Heng and Old Man Heng wished they could faint.
Or just die.
How did they give birth to such a heartless boy?
"..."
Old Woman Heng opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, Old Man Heng pulled her back, "Let's go."
"Old man…" Old Woman Heng called out softly, then looked at her husband who had a dark expression on his face.
Her eyes reddened.
It wasn't like this in the beginning.
In the early days, her children and grandchildren were filial and the family listened to her arrangements.
But ever since they were separated, each of their wings had hardened.
What disappointed Old Woman Heng even more was that she and the old man were not escorted back to Heng Family Village, but directly to Ninghe Town instead.
"Dalang, Erlang, today is the 30th day, it's the Lunar New Year–"
"Father, Mother, our house is only so big. It can't fit you at all."