Most importantly, she didn't remember them having any ties of kinship with this old woman.
Zhao Jingting hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "She wants us to adopt her grandson."
Su Qiao was quite surprised. "Adopt him?"
They weren't related at all. Why would this old woman have come to them?
Had something happened without her knowing?
Host, Zhao Jingting and Uncle Ya brought back a wild boar. This old woman probably figured that following them meant she wouldn't starve or be bullied, which was why she sought them out.
"Miss Xiao Qiao, I know you're kind-hearted. I'm begging you on my knees—please, please adopt my grandson!"
The old woman laboriously propped herself up with the straw and struggled to rise so she could kneel before Su Qiao.
Su Qiao hurriedly stopped her.
The old woman wiped the corners of her eyes, tears streaming down her weathered face as she choked out, "I know that, in these circumstances, no one knows what tomorrow will bring, and we're all just taking things one day at a time. You're having a hard time too, but this old woman truly has no other choice."
"Qingyang's parents died on the road while fleeing the famine, and his younger sister starved to death. That left only this old woman and him, dependent on each other."
"I had planned to grit my teeth and hold on until he grew a little older no matter what. But unfortunately, this broken body of mine has been too useless. After holding on until today, I truly can't go on anymore."
"I can't bear to leave him alone in this world, but he's still so young. I truly can't bring myself to take him with me."
The old woman's cloudy, reddened eyes revealed her reluctance to leave this life