Fang Tongtong went silent.
"It's reasonable for her to be upset since her grandfather passed away."
Fang Tongtong had a good impression of the elderly man. He was always smiling, and he seemed friendly and amicable.
When Fang Tongtong heard what her mother said, she glanced at her and said, "Later. Their family must be in chaos right now. They won't have the time of the day to be bothered with me. I'll head over tomorrow."
"That's fine." Mrs. Fang nodded her head. "Alright, give them condolence money as you deem fit. Do you have money?"
"Yes, I know."
...
It was not the first time the Ye family held a funeral.
Ye Qianqian experienced the same pain when her grandmother passed away.
The elders and relatives who came and went would visit the Ye family's house to offer their incense. All of them looked at Ye Qianqian through colored lenses.
Ye Qianqian pretended not to notice and responded with silence.
