Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s

Grandma Tian finished her words and suddenly her eyes lit up. Her gaze fell on Meng Shuyan, and she said with exaggerated interest, "Sangsang, is this your son? Oh my, I’ve never taken a good look before. He’s so handsome. I think his name is Yanyan, right? Yanyan, I’m your great-grandmother! Come here, little one, let great-grandma hold you."

Meng Shuyan had never been close to her, and he didn’t even quite understand what their relationship was. He clung tightly to Tian Sangsang’s neck, shrinking into her arms with a bit of fear. He still remembered how fierce this old lady used to be. Back then, she’d even tried to hit his mom.

Tian Sangsang thought Grandma Tian was acting a little out of character today, but recalling her usual behavior, she patted Meng Shuyan’s back reassuringly and cautiously took two steps back. She said, "Grandma, is there something you need?"

"What’s the matter? You won’t even let me hold him? I’ve never gotten the chance to hold him, not even once," Grandma Tian said with a trace of grievance, her extended hands frozen mid-air. She beckoned again, "Come on, little one, let great-grandma hold you. I’ll give you some candy."

Meng Shuyan was never the type of child to be enticed by candy. He stayed nestled in Tian Sangsang’s arms, not even sparing her a glance.

"Grandma, if there’s nothing else, Yanyan and I are heading home now." Other than being related by blood, she really wasn’t familiar with this person.

"Stop right there... cough, cough, cough!" Grandma Tian thumped her cane on the ground several times and suddenly had a bout of harsh coughing. Her face turned pale. She spat on the ground and continued, "Tian Sangsang, you’ve really grown bold. But don’t forget, I’m the one who gave birth to your father. Heartless... all of you are heartless. Your cousin is always playing the part, and now that Chen Guilan has an iron grip on your second uncle, they’ve separated and don’t bother with me at all... Luckily, your third uncle is still filial, although your third aunt is a shrew. But even she’s no match for me! And you, you’re heartless, too! Never mind, this old woman doesn’t expect much from you... Granddaughters belong to others anyway... If only I’d had a daughter, daughters are always one’s own. Cough, cough..."

As she muttered, she hunched her back and walked away.

Tian Sangsang furrowed her brows, somewhat taken aback at how she wasn’t being her usual unreasonable self. Watching the old woman’s stooped figure, Tian Sangsang let out a sigh.

"Mom, who is she?" Meng Shuyan asked inquisitively.