The young man was so angry that his face turned red. He covered his mouth and coughed violently. "You… get out!"
At this moment, a loud clang sounded in the house. The young man couldn't care less about them and quickly ran in.
Then, his concerned voice sounded. "Grandmother, why are you out of bed?"
Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia looked at each other and followed him in.
There was a bed pieced together from wooden planks in the room. Apart from that, there was only a chair lying on the side.
The young man helped the mute woman lie down again. He was very helpless against the impolite couple. "As you can see, my grandmother can't answer your questions in this state."
He didn't need to think to know that these two people had the same goal as the person who came a few days ago.
Song Jingchen ignored him and looked at the old woman on the bed. "Old lady, can you hear me?"
The mute woman held the young man's hand tightly and nodded.
