Gu Jiuyao laughed and stood up, her face flushed, arrogant and enchanting. Perhaps she didn't want these people to see the joke, even though she was almost about to fall, she still managed to stand strong in the firewood shed.,"Sister," Gu Qing's face broke into a faint smile, "You weren't curious about what I told Grandfather, were you I told him my world, and who knew he was such a fragile man, he just died of anger.",So, how can one bear the burden for a seriously ill elderly person。