"Old man."
Grandma Luo lay on the kang bed, gazing out at the courtyard beyond the window. For some reason, she suddenly recalled many things from the past.
When she had still been a child, life had been very poor. Being able to eat her fill every day was the greatest happiness.
The feeling of following behind her mother became exceptionally vivid at that moment. As long as she closed her eyes, it surfaced in her mind, as though she were that little child again.
Later, she grew up and gradually became sensible. At the most innocent age, she met the most stubborn Grandpa Luo, and before long, the two of them were together.
Grandpa Luo was a soldier, and he was extremely obstinate by nature. Yet he happened to listen to Grandma Luo. It was only then that she realized that in this world, aside from orders being able to make someone obey... love could do the same.
Later still, they had their only son. Grandpa Luo placed great hopes on him, hoping that he would become an outstanding soldier and devote himself to the country.
Their son did not disappoint them. He truly was exceptional, and he even found an equally exceptional wife.
She remembered that when her son was little, he had clung most closely to her, his mother, just as she had followed behind her own mother every day as a child.
That was how people carried on from generation to generation. Everyone was the same, yet everyone was different.
Because of work, Luo Ye had been born very late. And after he was born, her son and daughter-in-law had no time to care for him, so they could only leave the child with her.
As her thoughts continued, both her son and daughter-in-law had died