Su Xiaomeng quickly agreed and supported Zhou Mengqin as they walked back into the house under the gaze of everyone.
Xiao Meng pressed her lips together, went inside, and helped the elderly lady to lie down, without making a sound.
Zhou Mengqin reached out to hold Su Xiaomeng's hand, motioning her to sit at the bedside.
"Mom..."
Zhou Mengqin looked at Su Xiaomeng,
"You must know why I called you up here."
"..."
Su Xiaomeng continued to purse her lips, taking a deep breath, her gaze fixed straight on Zhou Mengqin,
"I think I understand why you called me up here, but... I disagree."
"..."
"My father is from the countryside. I lived in Chengdu for over ten years, going back to Su Family Village to stay every summer and winter holiday."
"Mom, back then you actually quite looked down on my background, thinking that an ordinary girl like me was unworthy of Shixiu, right?"
"Such things that happened long ago, do you still resent me for them?"
