Yun bixue looked at Wang Qianjin gratefully, then opened the courtyard door and walked in.
When he entered the courtyard, he saw an old man sitting under a tree. His hair was white, his back was hunched, and his figure was a little thin.
He looked so old and lonely just by looking at his back.
With just one look, Yun bixue knew that this was her grandfather, the grandfather that she had always missed.
Looking at his hunched back and his white and sparse hair, she could not help but burst into tears.
Her grandfather had suffered a lot, and her heart ached for him.
She blamed herself for not taking good care of her grandfather, and her eyes were red.
Even though she tried her best to hold it in and covered her mouth, she still cried out. She really could not hold back her tears.
Yun bixue was afraid that her grandfather would see her, so she wiped away her tears and sniffled lightly. She walked over and softly called out,"grandfather."
