The old woman immediately looked at the child, who was lying over Child's Dad's shoulder.
The next second, she froze for a moment.
No, he wasn't.
Wasn't he sleeping soundly?
"No."
Child's Mom shook her head.
She rubbed her face.
She forced a smile.
Child's Mom looked at the two elderly people.
The old woman glared at Child's Mom. "What kind of thing is that to say?"
The old man had come back, too.
If they put it that way...
Child's Mom hesitated for a while, then recounted what had just happened to the old woman.
"Dad, Mom."
The old man shook his head.
Outside the old couple's room, only Child's Mom, Child's Dad, and the old man remained.
Child's Mom suddenly thought of something.
Somewhat taken aback by how in sync the two elderly people were, Child's Mom was stunned for a few seconds before asking,
"I don't think I've been spoiling the child too much..."
The old man shouted in a low voice.
The old woman went to make noodles for the child.
The old woman furrowed her brows.
They were a beat slow to realize what Child's Mom had asked.
"...Is there really no one who knows where Old Man Mao is?"
"As long as the child stops having nightmares..."
There was no way to make the child come to his senses through Old Man Mao.
"Go to the hospital?"
"By now, the whole village has probably heard about Lele..."
Since they couldn't agree for the moment, they would set it aside for now.
The old woman paused, then continued, "If something happens to Old Man Mao out there..."
Child's Mom murmured.
"How could that be?"
A familiar conversation.
The old man's brows furrowed tighter and