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Tracie replied, “Grover’s grandmother wanted to see her great-
granddaughter, so Grover took Wendi to her grandmother’s,
and I brought Rico to visit you.”
“No, no! I want to see my son–in–law and my great-
granddaughter! I need to show the whole village that I am doing
well!” Her grandmother immediately pulled out her phone and
called Grover.
Tracie’s grandmother was seventy–two, but still quick on her
feet. Before Tracie could stop her, she had already dialed the
number.
However, the call didn’t go through.
The number was listed as non–existent.
But the number definitely existed.
It was just that five years ago, Grover had added grandmother to
his blacklist.
In the first year of Tracie and Grover’s marriage, grandmother
would call Grover almost every other day. Back then, he still
reluctantly picked up, out of a sense of obligation.
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Every time he answered, grandmother would complain in a soft, pitiful voice, “Grover, you have to back me up. You’ll make sure to crush my enemies, right? I want them to see that even an old
woman like me has someone on her side.“”
Eventually, Grover blocked her number.
Tracie always made up excuses for grandmother, telling her
there was no signal in the mountains or that Grover was out of
town on a business trip and couldn’t get through.
Grandmother believed her.
Even now, she still often called her son–in–law, whom she
thought she could rely on.
“Didn’t get through again? Tracie, I miss Wendi. He’s her great-
grandmother’s beloved grandson and my beloved great-
grandson too!” The old lady said, sounding heartbroken.
Mandy couldn’t resist teasing her. “Grandma, Wendi is indeed
her great–grandmother’s favorite grandson, but he’s not your
beloved great–grandson! You and Tracie don’t share any blood!”
Grandmother was speechless.
“Mandy! You’re being too much!” Tracie wanted to punch this
troublemaker.
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Looking at her grandmother’s clouded eyes, Tracie didn’t know
how to soothe the old woman’s pain.
At sixteen, after being kicked out by her parents and
grandparents, Tracie still lingered outside the house, refusing to
leave.
She hoped her parents and grandparents would change their
minds.
But instead of them softening, she found herself meeting her
grandmother, who showed up with a plastic bag in hand,
looking like a beggar.
“Come with me. If you keep hanging around their doorstep,
they’ll let the dogs loose on you.” Grandmother pulled Tracie,
who hadn’t eaten in two days, back to her house and fed her
some chicken she had raised herself.
Though the chicken was tough and bland, it still made Tracie
feel warm.
A few days later, she learned from the neighbors that
grandmother was her grandfather’s first wife, and they had
never had children.
When grandfather went to the city to work in construction, he
got involved with a woman there and had a child. He had to
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divorce his first wife and take his second wife and child back to
the city, leaving his first wife behind in the village.
No children, no family, no support.
With a fiery temper and a stubborn nature, she would wander around with a plastic bag in front of grandfather’s house, though no one really knew what was going through her mind.
It wasn’t until later that grandmother told Tracie herself, “You’re my husband’s granddaughter. His family doesn’t want you, but I do. When you grow up, you’ll help me take revenge! I want him to see his own granddaughter get back at his family. That’ll
really make him suffer!”
What a bitter, vengeful old lady.
Tracie wanted to tell her, “They kicked me out of the house, how
could I take revenge for you?”
But she couldn’t bear to crush her grandmother’s hopes.
Now, grandmother was getting older, with only a small plot of land to barely get by. She often went into the city to collect
scraps for a little extra money,
She was a pitiful, lonely old woman.
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