Aunt Tian took deep breaths, even Grandma Tian, who was sitting on the ground, lifted her head, looking as if she'd seen a ghost. Then, thinking of something, her face was covered in tears again.
"Ah, you really look like you did when you were a child. It's good you've come back to how you were." Aunt Tian snapped out of her shock and asked in astonishment, "But how did you change? It's incredible."
"Never mind how I've changed, that's not important. As long as you know I'm Tian Sangsang." Tian Sangsang calmly asked, "But what about you? What brings you to Beijing?"
Aunt Tian's eyes reddened, and suddenly she burst into tears.
"Second son's family—gone. Why cry? Isn't it humiliating? When I was young, I was so capable, everyone praised me for my hard work. Even now, it's nothing. It was said early on it wasn't some serious illness, and there was no need to come to Beijing." Grandma Tian said while looking at Tian Sangsang, "Seeing you in Beijing is good enough."
