Ning Ran gently patted her grandson's little belly, stroking the wisteria on his head. Her eyes were filled with sadness as she reminisced: "My mother was also around this age when my father pushed her to the ground, breaking her lumbar vertebrae. She couldn't get out of bed and eventually died there.","You lazy good-for-nothing, why aren't you awake yet If the people we're meeting see you like this, they might just turn around and leave!",Ning Ran's ears once again heard a roar of anger, and she subconsciously nodded.。