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Chapter 692 Going to Every Child’s Home, Yet Unable to Knock on a Single Door

Blake examined the surveillance footage, furrowing his brow. “This old lady didn’t just arrive today. She was hare last night, waiting all through the night.”

Lilly looked at the monitor screen.

In the footage, the old lady was wrapped tightly in the only plastic sheet she had, lying on a long stone

bench.

Battered by wind and rain, she shivered, unsure if she was asleep or unconscious, enduring the night in such a state.

At one point, she called out a few times, and a light on the second floor of the self-built building ahead flickered briefly before going out, with no response from anyone.

It wasn’t until dawn that the old lady slowly regained consciousness, tremblingly stood up, and laboriously. retraced her steps….

“Daddy…” Lilly’s voice choked, “Where did she go?”

Blake stood up and looked into the distance. Suddenly, his gaze froze, and he said. “I don’t know, but she’s back now.”

In the distance, an elderly lady, shaky and unsteady, walked past the vegetable garden, heading towards

them.

Her gaze was vacant as if she couldn’t sense anything, as if she couldn’t see her own lifeless body.

The old lady stopped in front of the stone bench, tremblingly sat down, and clutched the white plastic sheet tightly to her chest with trembling hands.

Then, with clouded eyes, she looked up at the building and cried out, “Son… open the door, Mom is cold….

“Open the door…”

She called out a few more times and then fell silent, staring intently at the upper floors. After a long while without anyone coming out to open the door, she shouted again:

“Son… open the door, Mom hasn’t eaten much, Mom can take care of myself, wash my face and bathe…. please, open the door.”

The voice, filled with age and desolation, stopped for a few moments. Seeing that no one came to open the door, she curled up, as if shivering from the cold. “Open the door… even your younger brother won’t open the door for Mom. Mom will freeze to death… so cold…

The old lady murmured, her cloudy eyes filled with disappointment and confusion. She wiped away her tears with a trembling hand, bent over, stood up, and forlornly walked toward the small path.

Lilly remained silent, following behind.

Josh, holding a camera, witnessed everything, his mouth gaping open.

Hannah leaned in close to him, clutching his sleeve tightly, and asked in confusion, “What does this mean? Is the old lady looking for her son? Why didn’t her son open the door… Is no one home?”

his lips and said. “Stop

Drake an umbrella and said.

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body while casting a slightly cold glance

upstairs moved slightly but soon returned to

They even knew that the old lady had

no one was willing to come

same old lady appeared as the

this

an eye on them. They’re just a few

up, saying, “I’ll go

already run up behind Lilly

did in life. The wind blew against the white plastic sheet covering her, providing meager protection from the rain. She wore short sleeves, lacking a warm coat

one knows how she lived her life…

the others followed slowly

at another self-built building after a while..

Are you home?” she cautiously

No one answered.

over for a while and then called again. “Tom, open the door, Mom is freezing to death…”

there was no response.

wiped her tears and this time she walked

and after an hour of following her,

approached a house, extending her trembling hand to knock on the

home?” she

no one opened

as she silently walked through

dorm the odd lady led, “Mom here nowhere

didn’t open the

her youngest com opening the door for her

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have sad, but the old lady knelt with a thud and pleaded, Merce min

sevething, best when her hand dropped, leaving her sitting alone in the wind and rain

let out a sigh, slowly stood up with trembling legs. and on

henne, calling out a few times, but no one opened the door

by

the long yourney from the village to the city, not

cent’s house again, calling out a