Zhou Xiaocun glanced at his frantic father, feeling powerless, and got up to leave the room.
In the main room, Aunt Zhou, Zhou Liru, had stopped crying and was leaning against the wall, silently watching the old lady's body.
The old house in Zhou Family Village. Ever since they moved out, it had been devoid of life. Weeds grew rampant in the courtyard as Old Man Zhou's grandsons and granddaughters were cutting the grass and tidying up.
Upon hearing the door move, Zhou Liru's eyes lit up, and she got up to join Zhou Xiaocun, "What did Dad say? When will he go see the clan leader?"
Zhou Xiaocun recalled he forgot to ask this question, "He's in a bad mood; let's wait a bit."
"Big brother, shouldn't you and Dad move back? It's inconvenient for me to visit you where you are now."
Zhou Xiaocun surveyed the surroundings for a while and shook his head, "Let's talk about it later. Where's your husband? Why hasn't he come over?"
