Li Xianyun struggled to control her own sorrowful emotions and opened her mouth to call out, "Father King."
But before she could speak, she choked up, the emotional gateway opened, and it was difficult to close again as round pearls of tears rolled down.
Qiu Qianyun sat beside the bed, tears falling with her.
Li Rui's eyes couldn't help but redden.
Since she was little, his daughter had always been obedient and sensible, starting to take care of her brother at the age of five or six. In addition to looking after her brother, she also had to do household chores. Despite her young age, she never complained or uttered a word of hardship.
After Nannan was born, he and Qiu Qianyun went out to work, and Nannan seemed to grow attached to Li Xianyun.
The villagers often saw Li Xianyun with a five or six-month-old girl on her back, holding the hand of a toddler over three years old.