“People with different surnames simply don’t understand,” the elderly woman remarked. “These matters have only ever been known within the Jiang family.”


    Charlie nodded thoughtfully and inquired, “Does the Jiang family still hope to wait here for Old Ancestor Meng to make an appearance?”


    The olddy let out a sigh, her gaze distant. “In the past, both my grandfather and my father eagerly anticipated the arrival of Ancestor Meng. They believed it would usher in a brand new chapter for us…”


    As she spoke, her expression grew more somber. “But I lost three sons in quick session, and I only had this youngest son when I was 45. Once Yi Yi helped him grow up, I focused solely on him, letting everything else fall by the wayside.”


    Charlie offered, “If Ancestor Meng is still alive and willing to keep his promise, he could provide your son with a chance at longevity.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The olddy managed a bittersweet smile and pointed to her temple, sharing her pain. “My son facedplications at birth, which caused some issues with his brain. Although he appears normal on the outside, he is actually a bit slower, more straightforward, and less discerning than most.”<fn520f> Read full story at </fn520f>


    She paused for a moment before continuing, “I dare not let him in on these matters for fear that he might not handle the secret well.”


    “In essence, the Jiang family has been waiting all these years for a shot at immortality. Even though the chances are slim, we refuse to let go,” she exined. “But now, I hesitate to wait. If I do, I might end up regretting it. While I might long for eternal life, my Yaoer is still so young. If I grant him immortality, it could ultimately be detrimental. There’s a risk that he could end up living a long life only to die alone in a nursing home. If he truly lives for many years, he may not even have a few good ones left…”


    Charlie nodded in understanding, saying earnestly, “Honestly, it’s been over a thousand four hundred years since Old Ancestor Meng was around. I suspect he has long since passed away, and even if we wait, this opportunity may nevere.”


    The olddy agreed with a slight nod, her sigh echoing her thoughts. “I, too, feel there is little hope. That’s why I was so easily swayed by others, wanting to go out, earn money, and live in the city. I became ustomed to it, even selling a piece of ancestral jewelry to fund a trip to Mexico with him. I never imagined that we would nearly lose our lives on that trip. We were fortunate to be rescued by a benefactor and managed to return alive…”


    Suddenly, a memory struck her, and she added, “By the way, my son was on the brink of death in Mexico, but when we woke up on the bus, he seemed as healthy as any ordinary person. Was that your doing?”


    Charlie nodded, exining, “At that time, he was indeed in a dying state, and ordinary methods couldn’t save him. I provided him with a blood-scattering and heart-saving pill, which is quite miraculous, though it’s still not as effective as the Huichun Pill.”


    The olddy was taken aback, her gratitude pouring forth. “You offered me such a precious medicine; this kindness will forever be etched in my memory… But I feel so inadequate. I don’t know how I can ever repay your life-saving grace…”


    Looking at the exquisite phoenix bone and rattan bracelet in his hand, Charlie replied calmly, “Grandma, while I saved you both, this bracelet holds great value. I feel I owe you a significant favor in return, even though I’ve already helped.”


    The olddy responded, a hint of concern in her voice, “Please don’t think that way, benefactor. No matter how valuable an object may be, it can neverpare to the importance of life…”


    Charlie smiled gently. “When we parted that day, I promised I would return to visit you and ensure that both you and your son would have no worries. I’vee to fulfill that promise. I arranged for the purchase of a small vi in Shudu, along with a nearby front house, so you and your son can move there.”


    The olddy quickly protested, “Mr. Charlie, we have nothing to offer in return for our lives. How can we possibly ept such a gift from you?”