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.",Rising majestically, he took his grandson into the inner room.,Ning Ran's ears once again heard a roar of anger, and she subconsciously nodded.。