"Old man, you've worked yourself to the bone and worried yourself sick for this family all these years. You can't just leave us like this!"
"Old man, didn't you want to wait until our Yao Hui passed the county-level scholar exam, and until our Dalang passed the entry-level exam, bringing honor to the family? How could you leave us just like that?"
"Old man, wake up! I'm still waiting to enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren with you. You..."
"That's right, Father, you can't let anything happen to you! Without you as the backbone of this family, what will become of all of us?"
"Father..."
"Grandfather!"
Seeing that the old man still showed no reaction after such a long time, the others immediately burst into grief as well.
444 hurriedly clarified things for the bewildered Su Qiao.
The woman with slightly graying hair and wearing a dark blue padded jacket is your grandmother. The tall, burly woman in red who looks sharp-tongued and mean is your mother. The man beside her, wearing a cyan long robe and looking fairly neat, is your father.
The one in the back with a clumsy mouth who looks ten years older than your father is your second uncle. The person beside him, wearing a gray cloth headscarf, skinny as a rake, and silently wiping away tears, is your second aunt.
Of the others, the fair, thin, and rather delicate-looking one is your older brother, Su Yichen. The little boy with the runny nose behind him is your younger brother—the mischievous brat you saw at the bottom of the mine before. His name is Su Yihao, and his nickname is Little Mouse.
Of the remaining two, the taller one who looks simple and honest is your male cousin, Su Yihe. The other, a thirteen-