Yang Ruxin also followed into the yard, and the crying was even clearer; it was indeed coming from the Yang Family's old residence, and the voice should be from Yang Baihe.
At this moment, Li Xiang came running in, gasping for breath: "Mom, Xinxin, Yang Anshi has passed away."
"What's gone?" Wang Hehua didn't react.
"It's Xinxin's grandmother who has passed away." Li Xiang glanced at Yang Ruxin, "I just passed by the door, Yang Baihe was crying, Yang Baichuan was about to go to the school to find Yang Rusong, and there will probably be someone going to the little building to report the death."
Wang Hehua looked at Yang Ruxin: "They say bad people live long, I truly didn't expect her to go so quietly."
Yang Ruxin shrugged: "I'm quite surprised too."
"But it's good that she's gone; at least without her, your grandpa isn't too muddled."
"Mom, it doesn't concern Xinxin anymore."
