Back to the 1970s: F

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.",Jake was shoved a few times and impatiently raised his hand to his eyes.,"Ning Qing, can you hear me when your mother is speaking to you"。