Chapter 58

As the ones being publicly denounced, they had to work laboriously every day, yet they could only eat two black-faced buns. When grandfather fell ill and couldn't work, they couldn't even get a share of black-faced buns. The people in the village all despised them as disgusting ill omen. But Willow was willing to share such precious Dumpling soup with them. After a long time, he muttered a low "thank you", then ladled up the soup and fed it to old man walker. "Grandpa, have some soup. You won't cough after drinking the soup." The aroma of the dumpling soup wafted into his nose, and Louis couldn't help swallowing and his stomach grumbled. Old man Walker turned his head aside, coughing and laboriously said, "Grandpa won't drink...cough cough...Louis, you...cough cough...you drink it...Grandpa drinking it would be a waste...cough cough cough…” Tears slid down Louis's face suddenly, he choked up and said, "Grandpa, can you have a little? You'll feel better after the soup, Grandpa...please