Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Song Xinya took Song Tingyou to the village house in the city where her grandmother lived.

Since there was no parking available in the alley, Song Xinya parked her car in a parking space on the side of the road.

A police car was parked next to the Porsche.

Red and blue police lights flashed incessantly, and urgent sirens wailed.

Passersby around them started discussing it amongst themselves.

"Whose house has had an accident?"

"Several police officers in uniforms and hats got out of the police car at once just now."

"With such a big commotion and such undisguised behavior, it seems the suspect has been confirmed."

The moment Song Xinya saw the police car, she knew what was going on.

As I walked into the alley and stood in front of my grandmother's house, sure enough, I saw several police officers standing in the yard.

Grandma was hunched over, her thin back like a bent bow, her white hair dry and disheveled, her eyes sunken. Surrounded by a group of police officers, she was all alone, facing their questions.

Song Tingyou rushed into the yard in a panic: "Grandma!"

The moment Grandma looked up and saw Song Tingyou, her cloudy eyes cleared: "Yi-yi!"

She ran towards Song Tingyou, her steps faltering.

Song Tingyou was also running towards her.

The grandmother and grandson hugged each other.

Grandma's trembling hand gripped Song Tingyou tightly: "Yiyi, you've come to see Grandma."

Looking at her grandmother's face, which had become so thin, Song Tingyou burst into tears: "Grandma, I've come to see you."

Grandma's eyes were blurry with tears, which streamed down her face: "Yi-yi, Grandma misses you so much."

Song Tingyou cried even harder, tears streaming down her face: "Grandma, I miss you too."

Grandma reached out to wipe away Song Tingyou's tears: "It's a good thing we met, don't cry."

Song Tingyou tried hard to hold back her tears: "Grandma, I just missed you so much, and seeing you happy made me cry."

Grandma smiled kindly, her eyes welling up with even more tears: "Grandma is crying because she's happy."

The unexpected reunion brought a flood of emotions: excitement, joy, and a sense of relief. Tears welled up uncontrollably.

Song Xinya stood to the side and handed two tissues to her grandmother and Song Tingyou.

After wiping away their tears, the grandmother and grandson calmed down considerably.

The police continued questioning the grandmother: "Is Jian Shuibing your son?"

Grandma: "Yes."

Police officer: "Your son has been arrested for child abduction and intentional homicide. As a family member, were you aware of these charges?"

Grandma: "Officer, I knew nothing about these things."

Jian Shuibing lured Song Tingyou to her home and told her grandmother that Song Tingyou was a little girl who had been abandoned.

In their remote mountainous areas, men are the main labor force in the family. Some people have a very stubborn preference for sons over daughters. Some families, after having several daughters in a row, feel that it is too many and will throw away the baby girls.

Police officer: "The evidence against your son is conclusive, and his trial is about to begin. Do you have anything to say in his defense?"

Grandma held Song Tingyou's hand tightly: "My only worry is, will Jian Shuibing's sentencing affect our family?"

Police: "No, Jian Yiyi is not Jian Shuibing's daughter. She is a victim of abduction and will not be affected by Jian Shuibing."

Grandma: "Okay, okay, that's good."

Grandma looked at the police and said firmly, "Please, you must punish Jian Shuibing severely!"

The police officers were all astonished; this was very different from what they had expected—a scene of someone crying and pleading for justice for their son.

Grandma knew that once Jian Shuibing was released from prison, he would definitely go and bother Song Tingyou again. She hoped that he would never be released and that Song Tingyou would live a good life.

After a moment of stunned silence, the police officer put away his statement and left.

Grandma looked Song Tingyou up and down. Her skin was whiter, her complexion was better, and the clothes she was wearing were more beautiful.

She then looked at Song Xinya, who was standing next to Song Tingyou: "Teacher Song..."

Song Xinya: "I am Song Tingyou's older sister."

Previously, Song Xinya had been always around Song Tingyou, helping her constantly. Now, she was always seen with Song Tingyou. When Grandma heard that Song Xinya was Song Tingyou's older sister, she wasn't surprised.

Grandma: "Miss Song, Yi Yi and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Could I cook a meal for Yi Yi?"

Song Xinya: "You have raised and protected Youyou, so I will not refuse your request."

Without a doubt, Song Xinya hated Jian Shuibing.

This heinous man caused the three siblings to be separated by vast distances, and his younger sister suffered greatly.

At the same time, Song Xinya also clearly saw the old lady's affection for Song Tingyou.

If it weren't for this old woman's sincere protection, Song Tingyou would have lost her innocence long ago in that poor and remote place. Like those young girls, she would have married and had children early, been trapped in the mountains for the rest of her life, and lived a muddled and aimless life with a smelly man.

Hate is hate, and affection is affection; they should be kept separate.

Grandma led Song Tingyou into the kitchen, while Song Xinya waited outside.

Time was of the essence, and we couldn't keep her waiting. Grandma said, "Yi-yi, can I make your favorite Mapo Tofu?"

Song Tingyou: "Okay, Grandma, I love your Mapo Tofu the most."

There was tofu on hand at home, and Grandma often made this dish for Song Tingyou, so she quickly finished cooking it.

At the small dining table, a grandfather and grandson sat facing each other, each holding a bowl of rice.

Grandma knew that the days when the two of them could sit together and eat a simple home-cooked meal like this, enjoying such ordinary happiness, would become fewer and fewer in the future.

The little girl she had raised from infancy had found a better place to go, and she wouldn't have to endure hardship with her anymore. She was happy for her.

Even though she felt incredibly reluctant, even though the thought of her child, whom she had raised since childhood, leaving her made her want to cry, she had to let go and allow her little girl to have a better life.

As I get older, I fear loneliness the most. Being alone in an empty house makes me feel like I and everything around me are filled with a lifeless atmosphere.

But Grandma knew that she couldn't use the name of family ties and the debt of gratitude for raising her to keep a child with a bright future trapped by her side.

That's for her own good.

That's not good for her little girl.

She wanted to be kind to her little girl.

Her little girl was more important to her than she was.