Yijun gave a gentle smile: "No."
"Then this director must know your parents."
Yijun just smiled without speaking. He pushed a plate of stir-fried pork with wood ear mushrooms towards Ma Chahua: "Grandma, eating more wood ear mushrooms is good for your health."
"Okay." Ma Chahua picked up a bite and put it into her mouth. The stir-fried pork with wood ear mushrooms was surprisingly delicious!
"Grandma, Yijun helped mom buy a burial plot." Song Lingling looked deeply at Ma Chahua for a moment before Youyou spoke softly.
Ma Chahua paused her eating motion upon hearing this.
Thinking of her only pitiable daughter, her heart turned sour and sad.
Such a bitter fate, deceived by a man, and even in death couldn't find a peaceful place to rest.
It was because she, as a mother, was useless, unable to protect her child well, unable to give her a good life when alive, and unable to let her rest peacefully in death.
