Gu Lingling was asking Gu Chunhai. Gu Chunhai drove back home and heard others talking about this matter, and he mentioned it to Old Sir Gu. "It’s really tragic." After a long pause, Old Sir Gu on the kang finally spoke these words, and afterwards said nothing more, barely ate two bites for dinner. Knowing he was feeling upset, Gu Lingling tidied up the dishes and didn’t stay to play a couple of rounds of chess or listen to him explain the sand table as usual. Seeing that it wasn’t dark yet, Gu Lingling went to the ruined temple, bringing the afternoon’s pickled wild fruits to Zhao Si’en. Ever since Zhao Si’en moved to the ruined temple, she had noticeably grown over the past half year; she used to be only as tall as Gu Lingling’s ears, but now she was almost the same height. Gu Lingling was truly envious and resentful. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩 "Both my mom and dad are very tall," Zhao Si’en said, looking down. She hadn’t seen her parents for more than a year; she used to resent their work keeping them too busy to spend time with her, but now, she’d be satisfied just to see them again. Gu Lingling patted her head, "You’ll see them in the future." Mr. Zhou, on the other hand, reprimanded her harshly, "What have you been doing these days? You haven’t memorized all this yet. Gu Lingling, are you falling in love?" "I’m telling you, as a young girl, you must maintain your dignity, never let those bad men deceive you." Gu Lingling was somewhat amused and exasperated. Clearly, it’s the heavy tasks you’ve assigned, isn’t it? "I’ve remembered them all," said Gu Lingling. "Is my requirement just to remember them? Huh?" Mr. Zhou glared at her angrily with his hands behind him, and went back inside. Alright, there have been too many things happening at home these days, she hasn’t been very attentive. "I say, Old Man Zhou, your demands are too strict. Look at how Lingling has lost weight recently," said Old Man Qian. "What’s going on with you? Don’t you think you’ve been putting too much pressure on her lately?" Gu Lingling had the same doubt. Always felt that after Mr. Zhou received a letter from Capital City, his demands on her completely changed. But whenever she asked who wrote the letter, Mr. Zhou would always remain silent. "Grandpa, I always regard you as my real grandfather," Gu Lingling sat beside Mr. Zhou. "If you have anything, you must tell me." "Are you sick?" Gu Lingling began to let her imagination run wild. Always felt that Mr. Zhou seemed to want to teach her everything he knew lately. Gu Lingling suddenly remembered that ginseng; if he really was ill, perhaps the ginseng could help. "Where are you rushing off to?" Mr. Zhou asked as she quickly stood up. "You... you’re sick, I’m going to find medicine." Gu Lingling said anxiously, "We’ll go to the military hospital, I’ll get the best doctor, definitely cure you." "You silly girl, what should grandpa say to you?" Mr. Zhou said with reddened eyes, "Grandpa isn’t sick, Grandpa’s in good health, Grandpa is waiting to see my girl get married." "Then what exactly is it for?" Gu Lingling sat angrily beside him, "Did someone say something to you?" "They’re not human." Mr. Zhou was really hurt by those people. "Was it your niece and them?" Gu Lingling asked, "What else do they want?" Mr. Zhou had already been reported by them to this place. For so many years, they hadn’t even sent a piece of clothing; now they finally wrote a letter, and it broke Mr. Zhou’s heart. Gu Lingling really wished she could run to Mr. Zhou’s niece and check if her heart was black.