Meng Zhuoran walked him outside the cowshed on crutches, and he waved to them.
"Go quickly, be careful not to bump into anyone on the road"
Song Huai looked at the young educated youth who was already crying and speechless behind their backs, and put his arm around his shoulders and nodded to Meng Zhuoran.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of An An"
Meng Zhuoran's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at them. This was their farewell and he didn't know when he would see them again.
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