Scolding

The next day, Jian Qingqing sent the prepared food to Granny Lin just like yesterday. Thinking of Granny Lin's hoarse voice, she even made a cup of honey flower tea.

In summer, there were many mosquitoes. Grass also grew outside Granny Lin's house. Jian Qingqing took a few mosquito repellent medicine bags from home and a machete to mow the grass for her.

When she went there, the house was still as quiet as before, as if no one had ever lived there before.

This time, Jian Qingqing slapped the door directly. The door was knocked so hard that it swayed, as if it would be knocked down in the next second.

"Granny Lin, open the door quickly!"

Granny Lin slowly went to open the door. She looked at her helplessly and said, "Don't come here again in the future. I'm an old woman who is about to die. I'm not worth your effort."