14 The kitchen still had hot water left from the stove, stored in a large red thermos. By the time Zhou Lingchun went out to fetch water, Grandma had already shelled a small bowl of edamame. The beans were a bit old, tinged yellow. Grandma was over 80 years old, and her eyes and ears were failing, yet she couldn't sit still, always wanting to do something. She sat leaning against the wall of her own room, noticed a figure, scrutinized it, and realized it was Zhou Lingchun. “Lingchun, has Liansheng…

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