"Xiangxiang, what do you think we should do?"
Old Mrs. Mu handed over the decision-making power to Mu Xiangxiang.
Mu Xiangxiang was her darling, and Old Mrs. Mu was willing to suffer losses herself but couldn't bear for her daughter to endure any.
"Mom, carry me. You have the strength, and I'm young and not heavy. Otherwise, I won't move."
Mu Xiangxiang stretched out her legs, refusing to budge.
Both Old Mrs. Mu and Mr. Mu were already exhausted, but couldn't bear to leave Mu Xiangxiang behind, so they really carried her forward.
After just two steps, there was a cracking sound from their waists.
"Oh my, my back..."
"Oh my, my back's broken..."
Mu Xiangxiang fell off from the back, and Old Mrs. Mu clutched her waist, cold sweat pouring down.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Mu Xiangxiang was alarmed and exclaimed.
"Xiangxiang's mother, what's happened to you?" Mr. Mu had the same reaction.
Old Mrs. Mu wailed continuously, beads of sweat like beans dripping from her forehead.
