Mrs. Fan was too embarrassed to follow them back to the village, she shook her head, "I'll leave tomorrow."
"Aunt Fan, where can you go like this? Listen to my daughter and come back to the village with me. Although we don't have fancy food, at least you can eat your fill." Initially, Li Guifen wasn't too keen on her daughter taking her in, but people have hearts. Watching her, at her age, go out to beg was really unbearable.
Fortunately, it wasn't during a famine.
Mrs. Fan wiped her eyes, "Really, there's no need. I'm used to living in the alley."
She was a woman with a hard life, losing her son in her early years and then her husband in her middle age.
Lin Qiao comfortingly patted her back and found an excuse, "Granny, don't overthink it, okay? I'm asking you to help take care of my grandpa and grandma by going back."
After talking for a while, Mrs. Fan finally agreed to go back to the village with Li Guifen.
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