• An Nanyin looked at the hunched old man in front of him at a loss. The old man was on crutches in one hand, his legs were still shaking, and his face was covered with traces of time.
• The old man stood thinly dressed in the cold wind, his cloudy eyes kept looking at An Nanyin.
• 

  annanyin

  Yes! Do you know each other? Can you take me to Gu Xiaobai?!
• An Nanyin stepped forward and asked anxiously. The old man nodded and turned around, walking staggering step by step, with An Nanyin following the old man's slow pace.
• About like this, after she walked slowly behind the old man for about ten minutes, the old man finally stopped in front of a dilapidated house. He avoided An Nanyin and coughed a few times in the other direction, and said in a hoarse voice:
• "Just, ahem... this is it..."
• The old man stretched out an incomparably rough hand, pointed at the dilapidated bungalow, and then leaned on crutches and walked forward slowly. The figure of the old man made An Nanyin's heart tighten. It was so difficult to live here...
• Without further ado, An Nanyin walked to the door, stretched out her fingers and knocked on the dusty wooden door. The corners of the wooden door were full of large and small cobwebs. She knocked for a long time, but no one in the room opened the door to respond.
• 

  annanyin

  Is there anyone please?
• Annan Yin shouted at the door of the house, but no one returned to her. Children passing by were in groups, playing with dirty sandbags.
• One of the little girls stopped. She noticed An Nanyin wandering in front of Grandma Gu's house, so she ran to her quickly, raised her little face and said:
• "Sister, are you looking for Grandma Gu? Then you don't need to knock on the door, you can go in by yourself. Grandma Gu has been lying on the bed all year round, and she won't open the door for you if she can't stand up."
• An Nanyin looked down at the little girl with a serious face. Before she could thank her, the girl quickly ran back to the group of partners and started playing sandbags along the roadside.
• A few children hugged me, they smiled, as if they had never shown dissatisfaction with such a poor life now, and their faces were full of happy smiles.
• Slowly, An Nanyin stretched out his hand and pushed open the bulky and old wooden door. The wooden door creaked, the sun outside took the opportunity to shoot in, and the dust in the house was flying.
• There was a musty smell hidden in the air, and the light in the room was very dim and humid. This was Annan Yin's first thought. Can people live in such a house?
• An Nanyin raised her foot and stepped into the ground of the house. There seemed to be the squeaking sound of mice in the corner. An Nanyin boldly took a few steps forward with bated breath.
• The furnishings in the room are very simple and simple, a table, chairs, a bed, nothing left, the ceiling is dark, and I don't know what it is, not even a light bulb that can illuminate the room.
• Quietly, there seemed to be a faint breathing sound on the bed. An Nanyin tried to walk forward, but saw a skinny old man lying on the dirty bed. She was panting heavily and stared blankly at the roof, stunned.
• 

  annanyin

  Gu, Gu Xiaobai?
• She deliberately increased the volume. After all, she was an old man, and her ears might not be very good. If her voice was low, could the old man behind her ears hear it?
• The old man on the bed seemed to have some changes, twisting her neck with difficulty to look at An Nanyin in front of the bed. She shivered her lips, and finally did not spit out a complete sentence.
• "Sin... Sin..."
• Seeing the delirious appearance of the old man on the bed, An Nanyin took the courage to give it a try and took a step closer to Gu Xiaobai.
• 

  annanyin

  Grandma Gu! Do you know Amperan? Or, will your husband know?!
• Sure enough, when the old man heard An Peran's name, he stopped saying the word sin in his mouth. Gu Xiaobai looked at An Nanyin who was dressed cleanly in surprise.
• "Know... you, you are..."
• Her voice was very small, as if she had no strength. An Nanyin listened with a little effort, but she could barely hear it. When she heard the old man on the bed say that she knew Amperan, a light of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly replied.
• 

  annanyin

  I am Amperin's daughter.
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